[INT. KITCHENS - DAY]

　　MRS BIRD

　　I think we should start the ices now. If you agree, Mrs Patmore.

　　MRS PATMORE

　　Certainly, Mrs Bird.

　　[The telephone rings and the cooks stop to look.]

　　MRS PATMORE

　　Oh, my Lord, listen to that. It's like the cry of a banshee.

　　[Branson enters as the phone rings again and he points to Carson's office.]

　　BRANSON

　　Mr Carson's telephone is ringing.

　　[The cooks give him a slack-jawed stare.]

　　BRANSON

　　Well, isn't someone going to answer it?

　　MRS PATMORE

　　I wouldn't touch that thing with a ten-foot pole.

　　BRANSON

　　Well, I will, then.

　　[Branson enters Carson's office and answer the phone properly.]

　　OPERATOR

　　Is Mr Carson there?

　　BRANSON

　　No, Mr Carson's busy, but can I take a message?

　　--

　　[EXT. DOWNTON ABBEY, GROUNDS - DAY]

　　[Branson runs to Sybil where she's talking with Edith and two other ladies.]

　　LADY EDITH

　　I wish ours was.

　　BRANSON

　　I've got news, milady!

　　[Branson whispers in Sybil's ear. Sybil covers her mouth as she gasps excitedly.]

　　LADY SYBIL

　　Oh! Sorry.

　　[Sybil rushes off and Branson follows her, to the surprise of Edith and the other ladies. Sybil and Branson run to Gwen, who's carrying a tray.]

　　LADY SYBIL

　　Mr Bromidge has rung! You've done it, Gwen! You got the job!

　　[Gwen gasps excitedly and shoves her tray at another maid.]

　　GWEN

　　Take it! Take it!

　　[The maid takes the tray and Gwen has a giggling group hug with Sybil and Branson. Mrs Hughes approaches scornfully.]

　　MRS HUGHES

　　Something to celebrate?

　　[The group hug breaks up to face Mrs Hughes. Branson takes Sybil's hand.]

　　GWEN

　　I got the job, Mrs Hughes! I'm a secretary! I've begun!

　　MRS HUGHES

　　I'm very happy for you, Gwen. And we'll celebrate after we've finished today's work.

　　GWEN

　　Of course, Mrs Hughes.

　　[Gwen sobers and goes back to work. Sybil realises she's holding Branson's hand and he

　　turns to her.]

　　BRANSON

　　I don't suppose that...

　　MRS HUGHES

　　Lady Sybil? Her Ladyship was asking after you.

　　[Sybil leaves. Branson turns to watch her go. He thinks for a moment and is about to leave when Mrs Hughes addresses him.]

　　MRS HUGHES

　　Be careful, my lad. Or you'll end up with no job and a broken heart.

　　BRANSON

　　What do you mean?

　　[Mrs Hughes regards him for a moment and leaves with a small sigh.]

　　[EXT. DOWNTON ABBEY, GROUNDS - DAY]

　　[Strallan walks with Mary.]

　　SIR ANTHONY STRALLAN

　　I don't seem to be able to find your sister.

　　LADY MARY

　　I wonder where she is. Of course, she may have been cornered. I know there was some old bore she was trying to dodge.

　　SIR ANTHONY STRALLAN

　　Who was that?

　　LADY MARY

　　I'm not sure. He's simply ghastly apparently, but he's promised to propose today. I can't tell you how funny she was when she acted it out. She ought to go on the stage.

　　SIR ANTHONY STRALLAN

　　Really? Ah, how amusing.

　　[EXT. DOWNTON ABBEY, GROUNDS - DAY]

　　[Carson watches the party with Mrs Hughes.]

　　MR CARSON

　　Well done, Mrs Hughes. Beautifully executed, as always.

　　MRS HUGHES

　　The key is in the planning.

　　[Thomas approaches them.]

　　THOMAS

　　Mr Carson, this probably isn't the moment, but I've just heard from Dr Clarkson I've been accepted for a training scheme. For the army medical corps.

　　MR CARSON

　　Have you indeed?

　　THOMAS

　　Yes, and I want to do it, so I'll be handing in my notice. I'll serve our the month, of course.

　　MR CARSON

　　Thank you, Thomas. We can talk about it later.

　　[Thomas leaves.]

　　MRS HUGHES

　　And you couldn't have planned that any better either.

　　[Mrs Hughes sighs in relief and Carson chuckles.]

　　[EXT. DOWNTON ABBEY, GROUNDS - DAY]

　　[Edith follows Strallan.]

　　LADY EDITH

　　You can't be leaving yet.

　　SIR ANTHONY STRALLAN

　　I'm afraid I must. Please make my excuses to your mother.

　　[Strallan tips his hat to her. Edith follows him for a moment longer as he walks away.]

　　LADY EDITH

　　But...

　　[Mary watches her. When Edith meets her eye, Mary raises her glass to Edith in mockery.]