Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

How do people have time to write when the week is just beginning?

You don't know that.

How are you, Ivy?

And so must she.

I won't sleep now.

That's the law.

Well, I did, but when I wrote back, I heard nothing more.

Well, I... I don't want to bother Mary.

Oh, my Lord, what have you done? She got a bit tiddly down the pub.

She is leaving today. What? Not another one.

Mary's share is only for her life.

And he won't listen to you on the subject?

and I didn't want you to have nothing to open if he did.

What's so funny? Nothing, Mr Bates.

I ought to pack.

but Molesley can still take an active part.

She might cheat and take us to the Ritz, but that was about it.

Who would have thought such a thing?

You did something wrong.

But it didn't occur to you it might not be your concern WHY I was upset?

..then you're not a mother any more.

As a matter of fact, it does.

She might be useful.

Besides, she's in such a fragile state,

A card, m'lady? For a job asking for applicants.

I have a feeling I've double booked. It's this Saturday, isn't it?

I'd almost forgotten I had either energy or kindness in me.

She couldn't do much with it even if she wanted to.

To apologise. You have nothing to apologise for.

Edith can preside.

She's seeing that publisher. Is it serious?

You took a letter out of my waste paper basket

You will fetch a maid and prepare a room.

Don't you want to know how he is?

I'll dress you today, m'lady,

Come in, Mr Grigg. Mrs Hughes has told me all about you.

Being a nanny you're not one of the family but not one of us either.

I don't blame her.

Very, very sad.

We'll let her come back and we'll make sure that she behaves herself.

If you and I were to vouch for him to the authorities,

I find it hard to overlook yours.

Carson can find me a chair.

I'm taking Master George out for some air, m'lady,

We were very fond of Mr Crawley, you know, my lady.

It looked to me as if you were about to drop it.

Then what are we to do?

Mr Branson. Mr Carson.

Haven't they closed the workhouses?

Isn't that enough for me to deal with?

You're not anything, really.

Couldn't you wait for the replies to the advertisement, m'lady,

And she really gave no clue?

Mr Carson, he's in the workhouse!

Why isn't she coming here?