[EXT. DOWNTON ABBEY, GROUNDS - DAY]

　　[O'Brien goes to Cora who is lounging unhappily in the shade of a tent.]

　　MISS O'BRIEN

　　I wish you'd come inside, milady.

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　No. People mustn't think I'm really ill. I don't want to cast a dampener on the party.

　　MISS O'BRIEN

　　Very well. But are you are you have everything you need, milady?

　　[O'Brien places a blanket over Cora's legs.]

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Dear O'Brien.

　　[Cora takes O'Brien's hands.]

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　How sweet you are.

　　[O'Brien nods and leaves. Violet rushes to her.]

　　VIOLET, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　O'Brien, O'Brien! Can I have a word? I need a favour and I don't want to bother Lady Grantham with it.

　　MISS O'BRIEN

　　Certainly, milady.

　　VIOLET, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　She's been helping me find a new maid...

　　[O'Brien is surprised.]

　　VIOLET, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　...and we've had quite a few answers from her advertisement. Can you find where she's put them and get Branson to bring them to the Dower House?

　　MISS O'BRIEN

　　Her Ladyship was helping you find a new lady's maid?

　　[O'Brien realises her mistake.]

　　VIOLET, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Yes. We should have asked you, really. You might take a look at the letters if you have a minute. There's one we liked the sound of who'd been trained in Paris.

　　[O'Brien is still in shock.]

　　VIOLET, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Do you know where she might have put them? The answers?

　　[O'Brien snaps out of her troubling thoughts.]

　　MISS O'BRIEN

　　Oh, yes, milady. There are only two or three places they could be.

　　VIOLET, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Oh, thank you, O'Brien. You're a treasure. Thank you.

　　[Violet leaves.]

　　[EXT. GROUNDS, CATERING TENT - DAY]

　　[Bates stands there with his cane while Anna brings in a tray.]

　　ANNA

　　I didn't know a garden party was a spectator sport.

　　MR BATES

　　Pretty, though, isn't it? Hard to believe the clouds are gathering on a summer's day like this.

　　ANNA

　　Mr Bates, I know you think I was wrong to call on your mother.

　　MR BATES

　　I don't think that. She likes you, by the way.

　　ANNA

　　I had to find out the truth.

　　MR BATES

　　But you see you don't know the whole truth, not even now. You know my mother's truth.

　　ANNA

　　But not your wife's... Where is she now.

　　MR BATES

　　I couldn't tell you.

　　ANNA

　　I better get back.

　　[Anna leaves and Molesley steps up next to Bates.]

　　MR BATES

　　Are you here, Mr Molesley? I didn't know that.

　　MR MOLESLEY

　　Just helping out. Nice girl, that Anna. Do you know if she's got anyone special in her life?

　　MR BATES

　　I'd like to say she hasn't. I would, truly, but I'm afraid there is someone, yeah.

　　MR MOLESLEY

　　And do you think he's keen on her? Or is it worth a go?

　　MR BATES

　　Well, he keep himself to himself. He's very hard to read at times, but...I'd say he's keen. I'd say he's very keen indeed.

　　[Molesley grimaces and walks on. Mrs Patmore rushes out with a tray.]

　　MRS PATMORE

　　Daisy! I said ices, not iced cakes! Now, unclog your ears and get these to William before they

　　turn into soup.

　　[Daisy grabs the tray and rushes off while Mrs Patmore returns to the house.]

　　[EXT. DOWNTON ABBEY, GROUNDS - DAY]

　　[Mary talks with Matthew by a bench.]

　　LADY MARY

　　But I don't understand, nothing's changed.

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　Everything's changed.

　　LADY MARY

　　You can't be sure I was going to refuse you, even if it had been a boy. Because I'm not.

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　That's the point. I can't be sure. Of you, or of anything, it seems. The last few weeks have

　　taught me that.

　　LADY MARY

　　But you can't leave Downton.

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　I can't stay. Not now.

　　LADY MARY

　　Well, what will you tell Papa?

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　That I'm grateful for what he's tried to do, but the experiment is at an end. I'm not a puppet. I must take charge of my own life again.

　　LADY MARY

　　Would you have stayed if I'd accepted you?

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　Of course.

　　LADY MARY

　　So I've ruined everything.

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　You've shown me I've been living in a dream, and it's time to return to real life. Wish me luck with it, Mary. God knows I wish the best for you.

　　[Both of them are on the verge of tears when he leaves. Mary covers her face with her hands and cries.]

　　[EXT. DOWNTON ABBEY, GROUNDS - DAY]

　　[Violet and Rosamund see Matthew return.]

　　VIOLET, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Well, Rosamund, I'm afraid your meddling has cost Mary the only decent offer she'll ever get.

　　LADY ROSAMUND

　　I'm sorry, Mama, but you know me. I have to say what I think.

　　VIOLET, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Why? Nobody else does.

　　[EXT. DOWNTON ABBEY, GROUNDS - DAY]

　　[Carson goes to Mary as she cries.]

　　MR CARSON

　　Are you quite well, my lady?

　　LADY MARY (broken)

　　Of course. You know me, Carson. I'm never down for long.

　　[Mary continues to cry and Carson holds her in his arms.]

　　MR CARSON

　　I know you have spirit, my lady. That's what counts. It's all that counts in the end. There, there.

　　[EXT. DOWNTON ABBEY, GROUNDS - DAY]

　　[Isobel and Violet walk together.]

　　ISOBEL CRAWLEY

　　So, Mary is to be denied her countess's coronet after all?

　　VIOLET, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Don't crow at me. I think she was very foolish not to take him when she could. Well, I told her so.

　　ISOBEL CRAWLEY

　　Well, if I'm perfectly honest, I wonder if Matthew isn't making the same mistake right now.

　　[They watch Matthew walking alone.]

　　[EXT. DOWNTON ABBEY, GROUNDS - DAY]

　　[Robert sits with Cora, holding her hand.]

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　Are you warm enough?

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　I am when you're holding my hand.

　　[Carson enters with post tray.]

　　MR CARSON

　　Your Lordship? This has just arrived for you.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　Thank you.

　　[Robert stands as he takes it.]

　　MR CARSON

　　Oh, and I'm happy to tell you that Thomas has just handed in his notice. So we'll be spared any unpleasantness on that score.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　What a relief.

　　[Robert places the letter opener back on the tray and Carson leaves. Robert's expression changes to foreboding surprise as he reads the letter. He exits the tent and pulls off his hat to wave everyone's attention.]

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　Please, will you stop, please!

　　[The string quartet stops playing.]

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　My lords, ladies and gentlemen. Can I ask for silence?

　　[All conversations cease and the servants step out of the catering tent to listen.]

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　Because I very much regret to announce...that we are at war with Germany.

　　[Everyone stands in shock.]