[INT. LADY MARY'S BEDROOM - MORNING]

　　ANNA

　　You made me jump.

　　GWEN

　　Daisy, what is the matter with you? You're all thumbs.

　　DAISY

　　Sorry. I hate this room.

　　GWEN

　　Well, why? What's the matter with it?

　　ANNA

　　Daisy?

　　[INT. DINING ROOM - MORNING]

　　LADY MARY

　　Who's that from, Papa? You seem very absorbed.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　Your Aunt Rosamund.

　　LADY EDITH

　　Anything interesting?

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　Nothing to trouble you with.

　　LADY SYBIL

　　Poor Aunt Rosamund, all alone in that big house. I feel so sorry for her.

　　LADY MARY

　　I don't. All alone with plenty of money and a house in Eton Square? I can't imagine anything better.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　Really, Mary, I wish you wouldn't talk like that. There will come a day when someone thinks you mean what you say.

　　LADY MARY

　　It can't come soon enough for me.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　Carson, I'll be in the library. Will you let me know when Her Ladyship is down?

　　MR CARSON

　　Certainly, my lord.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　Sybil, darling, this one's for you.

　　[INT. CORRIDOR/LADY SYBIL'S BEDROOM - MORNING]

　　LADY SYBIL

　　I saw another opening for a secretary and I applied.

　　GWEN

　　But you never said.

　　LADY SYBIL

　　I didn't want you to be disappointed.

　　GWEN

　　I thought you'd given up.

　　LADY SYBIL

　　I'll never give up, and nor will you. Things are changing for women, Gwen. Not just the vote, but our lives.

　　GWEN

　　But it's tomorrow at ten o'clock. Last time, we waited for weeks and weeks and—and this one's tomorrow.

　　LADY SYBIL

　　Then we must be ready by tomorrow, mustn't we?

　　[INT. CRAWLEY HOUSE]

　　ISOBEL CRAWLEY

　　I thought I'd write to Edith to settle our promised church visit.

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　If you want.

　　ISOBEL CRAWLEY

　　Well, we can't just throw her over when she made such an effort to arrange the last one.

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　It's all in your head.

　　ISOBEL CRAWLEY

　　I don't think so.

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　Then...she's barking up the wrong tree.

　　ISOBEL CRAWLEY

　　Poor Edith, I hope there's a right tree for her somewhere.

　　MR MOLESLEY

　　Ma'am, I was wondering if I might take some time this afternoon to help in the village hall.

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　Why? What's happening?

　　MR MOLESLEY

　　It's the flower show, sir, next Saturday. I'll give my father a hand with his stall if I may.

　　ISOBEL CRAWLEY

　　Of course you must go.

　　MATTHEW CRAWLEY

　　And so, I'm afraid, must I.

　　[INT. STOREROOM - DAY]

　　MR BATES

　　Is Mr Carson about?

　　THOMAS

　　I don't think so. I was just looking for him myself.

　　[EXT. DOWNTON ABBEY, GROUNDS - DAY]

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　Busy?

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　I'm just trying to sort out the wretched flower show.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　I've had a letter from Rosamund.

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Don't tell me, she wants a saddle of lamb and all the fruit and vegetables we can muster.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　She enjoys a taste of her old home.

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM (chuckles)

　　She enjoys not paying for food.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　But there's something else. Apparently, the word is going ?round London that Evelyn Napier has given up any thought of Mary, that he's going to marry one of the Sempill girls. She writes as if somehow it reflects badly on Mary.

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Your dear sister's always such a harbinger of joy.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　No, as if...as if Mary had somehow been found wanting in her character.

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　Well, I don't believe Mr Napier would have said that.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　Neither do I, really, but—

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　She ought to be married. Talk to her.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM (chuckles)

　　She never listens to me. If she did, she'd marry Matthew.

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　What about Anthony Strallan?

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　Anthony Strallan is at least my age and as dull as paint. I doubt she'd want to sit next to him at dinner, let alone marry him.

　　CORA, COUNTESS OF GRANTHAM

　　She has to marry someone, Robert. And if this is what's being said in London, she has to marry soon.