[INT. LADY SYBIL'S BEDROOM - NIGHT]

　　[Anna opens the room for Mary and they find it empty. Mary finds a note on the mantelpiece "To my family" and opens it.]

　　LADY MARY

　　Oh, my God, she's eloped. She's on her way to Gretna Green.

　　[EXT/INT. MOTORCAR - NIGHT]

　　[Edith drives with Mary and Anna in pursuit of Sybil and Branson.]

　　LADY MARY

　　They must stop at some point. It won't be open before the morning.

　　LADY EDITH

　　She won't expect us to be in pursuit until tomorrow, so they'll stay somewhere on the road.

　　ANNA

　　We hope.

　　LADY EDITH

　　Everyone keep an eye out for the motor.

　　LADY MARY ANNA

　　[INT. KITCHENS - NIGHT]

　　[Daisy turns the lights on and opens the cupboard with the wedding cake with a smile.]

　　MRS PATMORE

　　Daisy, what in God's name are you doing down here at this hour?

　　DAISY MASON

　　I just wanted to check it were all right. That it hadn't, you know, caved in or anything.

　　MRS PATMORE

　　Caved in? It's a cake, not a soufflé.

　　DAISY MASON

　　I know, but I've never made a wedding cake before.

　　MRS PATMORE

　　Is that the one for tasting?

　　DAISY MASON

　　Yes, Mrs Patmore.

　　MRS PATMORE

　　Bring it out, we'll give it a try.

　　[Daisy takes the slice off the shelf and Mrs Patmore cuts off a sliver and they both try it. They gag.]

　　MRS PATMORE

　　What in God's name d'you call this?

　　DAISY MASON

　　I don't know. I did everything that you said, I promise.

　　MRS PATMORE

　　But didn't you taste the mixture?

　　[Daisy shakes her head.]

　　MRS PATMORE (sigh)

　　Well, then I'm afraid it's time to look at Thomas's ingredients.

　　[Mrs Patmore tastes the flour and spits it out.]

　　MRS PATMORE

　　Well, it's two-thirds plaster dust! Where's the [?]?

　　[Daisy fetches it from the shelf. Mrs Patmore tastes it and gags again.]

　　MRS PATMORE

　　This were old when Adam were a boy. (huff) So, Thomas was happy to let it go, was he? Well, he won't go anywhere near me in future. Chuck the whole bally lot out and we'll have to think again.

　　[EXT/INT. MOTORCAR - NIGHT]

　　[The girls continue their pursuit on the road. They pass an inn with a couple of motorcars out front.]

　　ANNA

　　Isn't that the car?

　　[Edith slams on the brakes.]

　　[INT. THE SWAN INN - NIGHT]

　　[Mary and Edith rush up the stairs. Mary knocks on the door and enters. Sybil and Branson pull off blankets as Branson gets up from the chair and Sybil gets up from the bed.]

　　BRANSON

　　How did you find us? How did you know?

　　LADY MARY

　　Never mind that. At least nothing‘s happened, thank God.

　　LADY SYBIL

　　What do you mean ―nothing‘s happened‖?

　　[Branson looks at Sybil, worried and confused about what she‘s implying.]

　　LADY SYBIL

　　I‘ve decided to marry Tom, and your coming after me won‘t change that.

　　[Branson steps up beside Sybil confidently.]

　　LADY EDITH

　　This isn‘t the way.

　　LADY MARY

　　She‘s right. Of course Mama and Papa will hate it--

　　BRANSON

　　Why should they?

　　LADY MARY

　　Oh, pipe down. Sybil, can‘t you let them get used to the idea? Take your stand and refuse to budge, but allow them time. That way you won‘t have to break up the family.

　　LADY SYBIL

　　They would never give permission.

　　LADY MARY

　　You don‘t need permission, you‘re twenty-one. But you do need their forgiveness if you‘re not to start  your new life under a black  shadow.

　　BRANSON

　　Don‘t listen. She‘s pretending to be reasonable to get you home again.

　　LADY MARY

　　Even if I am, even if I think this is mad, I know it would be better to do it in broad daylight than to sneak off like a thief in the night.

　　[Branson sighs, then looks at Sybil as he sees her resolve waning. She looks up at him and he knows Mary won.]

　　BRANSON

　　Go back with them, then. If you think they can make you happier than I will.

　　LADY SYBIL

　　Am I so weak  you believe I could be talked out of giving my heart in five minutes flat? But Mary‘s right. I don‘t like deceit and our parents don‘t deserve it. So, I‘ll go back with them. Believe it or not, I will stay true to you.

　　[Sybil kisses his cheek. Edith gets Sybil‘s luggage and Sybil takes one last teary-eyed look at Branson before leaving the room with Edith.]

　　BRANSON

　　I‘ll return the car in the morning. You‘re confident you can bring her 'round, aren‘t you?

　　LADY MARY

　　Fairly. I‘ll certainly try.

　　[Mary turns to leave, but pauses.]

　　LADY MARY

　　Do you want some money? For the room?

　　BRANSON

　　No thank you, my lady. I can pay my own way.

　　[Mary exits and Branson closes the door.]