Downton Abbey for your happiness

Thinking so in his heart, saying so in his mouth, John is still hard-hearted after all.Because his room happened to be next to the ambassador, so he took out the spirit of working overtime all night before, moved a chair and sat at the door all night, fortunately, the ambassador followed his advice no matter what the reason was, and slept obediently. I feel that I didn't provoke right and wrong.But after drinking the northwest wind all night, the result was that at breakfast the next day, everyone saw Mr. Spencer looking listless, and Matthew was worried that the other party would bury his face in the plate while eating.

"John, are you okay? You don't look very energetic, can you persist in hunting for a while?" Matthew led the horse to John and asked with concern. Thomas also walked over with a tray pretending to be inadvertent .

"Don't worry, Matthew, I can hunt a bear with my eyes closed." John yawned and said.

After Matthew left, John wanted to follow, when suddenly Thomas appeared in front of him, holding a tray and beckoning him to have a glass.John didn't have much breakfast, and he couldn't throw up after drinking and riding for a while, so he refused, "No, thank you."

Just as he got on his horse, he heard Thomas say, "Please be safe, Mr. Spencer."

John glanced at the other party, but Thomas lowered his head, making it difficult to see his expression.It turned out that he was also paying attention to himself. Knowing this conclusion, John felt happy, feeling full of energy all over his body, and the exhaustion from last night was swept away.So he hummed a little tune and galloped away.

Others used hunting as an excuse to fall in love, but John simply went hunting.The bear was not hunted, but a few rabbits and two pheasants were harvested.He gave the pheasant to Matthew and said, "It's useless for me to ask for it. I'd rather give it to you to decorate Mary's hat." Then he whispered in the other's ear: "Don't let that damned The Turks outnumber you."

Friends, I can only help you here.Looking at Matthew going away, John thought to himself that he still has a great career of chasing his wife and hasn't finished yet.After dinner, he came to the kitchen with those rabbits. Everyone stood up when they saw him, and he was shocked. Damn, how could he forget this.

John quickly waved his hand and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect you all to be here. Please sit down. I just came to see Mrs. Lance for something."

"What's the matter, sir?" Mrs. Lance stepped forward.

"It's like this. I hunted a few rabbits today. I want to ask if there is any way for you to keep a complete fur?"

"No problem, leave it to me, sir, it will be fine in a while."

John glanced at his watch, it was already 8:50, skinning is a delicate job, so he said, "Don't worry, you can do it tomorrow when you are free."

After John left, a pot exploded in the kitchen, and Daisy said first, "Such cute rabbits, do you really want to skin them?"

"Otherwise? Could they still be alive?" Hughes said unhurriedly.

"It would be great if I could raise a rabbit." The little girl just likes those cute things.

But Hughes immediately interrupted her fantasy: "Don't be unrealistic, Daisy, there is nothing and no place for you to raise."

Daisy stopped talking, and just looked at the rabbits with regret. At this time, Gwen asked curiously: "Is Mr. Spencer planning to give these rabbit furs to any lady?"

"I guess it was for Miss Mary. Mr. Spencer has not been very friendly to Mr. Pamuk these two days. It's strange that he is so approachable." William, who has never liked gossip, also guessed, Thomas His face immediately sank.

"I don't think we can question Mr. Spencer's decision." O'Brien, the lady's personal maid, saw this scene and stopped the current topic with a straight face.

"Mr. Carson, I have nothing to do. I'm going to rest." Thomas hurriedly left after reporting to the housekeeper.

Daisy asked strangely: "What happened to him?"

Hughes glanced at Daisy and said meaningfully: "It's just that some people have unrealistic dreams, let him go."

But Daisy was confused, thought she was talking about her again, and argued: "What? I don't want to raise rabbits anymore?" The innocent words made everyone look at each other and smile, and the dull atmosphere just now became lively.

The hunt made Pamke lose face, and Matthew's pheasant made him lose a bit, so when he realized that it was all because of John Spencer, he sent a gauntlet to the other party.Mr. Pamuk suggested to the three ladies and the other two gentlemen that since it was hunting season, they should have a fair shooting match with Mr. Spencer. This reason was sound, even though Matthew knew that the other party was disturbed. Good intentions can't be stopped, and with John's character, he will definitely agree.

The invitation letter was sent by Thomas on his own initiative. Although he was very sad last night, there was always a spark in his heart that could not be extinguished.He knocked on Mr. Spencer's door to find him fast asleep with a book pressed to his face and his feet up on the table.What a... informal guy, not a gentleman at all, but surprisingly funny.Thomas hesitated, should he wake Mr. Spencer?Unexpectedly, the other party took down the book and closed his eyes and said, "What are you doing standing there so early in the morning?"

Thomas wondered, did the other party know who he was without opening his eyes? "I'm sorry, Mr. Spencer, to disturb your rest. Here is an invitation letter from you. Mr. Pamuk intends to invite you to participate in the shooting competition in the afternoon." He handed over the invitation letter, but he did not expect that the other party was just lazy He took it casually, threw it on the table casually, and said "um", but still did not open his eyes.Thomas couldn't help reminding: "Mr. Pamuk seems to be very confident in the shooting competition this afternoon."

Mr. Spencer opened his eyes and looked at him for a long time before saying, "Are you concerned about me? Or do you not have enough confidence in me?"

Not wanting the other party to misunderstand, Thomas quickly explained: "No, sir, I very much hope that you can win the game."

"That's all right, don't worry, you must watch the game this afternoon." After Mr. Spencer finished speaking, he put the book on his face again, and Thomas had to close the door gently and exit the room.

The weather in the afternoon was very respectable, the sky was clear, and even though it was a personal appointment, everyone in the entire manor was mobilized. Who wouldn't want to watch a good show.The servants are naturally busy, preparing snacks, drinks, tables and chairs, etc.Thomas asked Carson for the errand of serving drinks for the ladies and gentlemen. Before leaving, O'Brien called him aside and whispered: "Thomas, you have been too close to Mr. Spencer these days, I hope you can handle it yourself." Good propriety, there is not just a class gap between you."