[EXT. DOWNTON ABBEY, GROUNDS - DAY]

　　LADY EDITH

　　Not a shock, exactly, but obviously it was a tremendous surprise.

　　PATRICK GORDON

　　So, what happens next?

　　LADY EDITH

　　Papa has sent your statement up to a solicitor.

　　[Patrick stops to stare at something.]

　　LADY EDITH

　　What is it? Do you remember this place?

　　PATRICK GORDON

　　Of course I do.

　　LADY EDITH

　　How we used to hide over there

　　PATRICK GORDON

　　Wasn't there a governess none of you liked?

　　LADY EDITH

　　Fr?ulein Kelda.

　　PATRICK GORDON

　　That's it. (fake German) Fr?ulein Kelda!

　　[They laugh.]

　　PATRICK GORDON

　　What fun we used to make of her.

　　LADY EDITH

　　Do you know, I do recognise you now.

　　PATRICK GORDON

　　Do you?

　　[Edith nods.]

　　PATRICK GORDON

　　You haven't changed at all. Not a jot. God knows I have.

　　LADY EDITH

　　It's not important.

　　PATRICK GORDON

　　Edith, if you really mean it, do you think, once it's all settled, we might talk again?

　　[Edith nods. Patrick holds out his scarred hand and she takes it for a moment before they walk on.]

　　[INT. ETHEL'S HOUSE - DAY]

　　ETHEL

　　But if they read her ladyship's letter, won't his parents know?

　　MRS HUGHES

　　I don't think so. She only wrote to invite them to pay a visit. She thought the subject of the baby would come better face to face.

　　ETHEL

　　Could I write to them?

　　MRS HUGHES

　　You could try, but where's your proof? With him dead, you've no evidence at all.

　　ETHEL

　　Then I'm ruined.

　　MRS HUGHES

　　You were ruined already, my girl, so don't let's go overboard.

　　ETHEL

　　How's that new maid getting on? The widow with the little boy?

　　MRS HUGHES

　　Very well, thank you. Why?

　　ETHEL

　　Just thinking. Everyone wants to help her. To feed her, to find her work, because her son's father is dead. But so is the father of my son. Where's the difference?

　　MRS HUGHES

　　The difference is, Jane is a respectable married woman that some man chose to be his wife.

　　ETHEL

　　Is that enough?

　　MRS HUGHES

　　It is in the real world.

　　[INT. MAIN HALL - EVENING]

　　[Carson rings the dinner gong.]

　　SIR RICHARD CARLISLE

　　Carson, I wonder if I could be put on the London train at nine o'clock tomorrow morning.

　　MR CARSON

　　His Lordship's valet is catching that one. Would you object to his riding in the front with the chauffeur?

　　SIR RICHARD CARLISLE

　　Not at all. Er, meanwhile, have you given my proposition any thought?

　　MR CARSON

　　A great deal, Sir Richard.

　　SIR RICHARD CARLISLE

　　I'll be back on the night of the tenth. Perhaps you could let me have your answer then.

　　[Mr Carson gives him a little bow. Mary enters.]

　　LADY MARY

　　Answer to what?

　　SIR RICHARD CARLISLE

　　As to whether Carson will be captain of our ship.

　　LADY MARY

　　With you at the helm, there's much more chance of a smooth crossing.

　　[INT. LORD GRANTHAM'S DRESSING ROOM - EVENING]

　　MR BATES

　　Your Lordship, I need to go to London tomorrow. I've spoken to Mr Carson, he has no objection.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　Please say this concerns property and not the former Mrs Bates.

　　MR BATES

　　I only wish she was the former, milord. Or better still, the late.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　Indeed?

　　MR BATES

　　I have to reason with her, I have no other choice. She's found a reason to delay things again. No, not delay. She's found a way to ruin things.

　　ROBERT, EARL OF GRANTHAM

　　Be sensible, Bates. Above all, do not lose your temper.

　　[INT. ETHEL'S HOUSE - EVENING]

　　[Ethel sits with her child and cries.]