[Comprehensive] The daily life of Miss Downton Fourth

The matter of the Titanic did not make any progress. Karl provided the White Star Company with steel, but other than that, he did not pay much attention to the construction of the Titanic.

For a moment, Cynthia seemed to have entered a dead end. The White Star Company had recently received a capital injection from a wealthy American, and even now Robert didn't know who their high-level people were.

After the banquet, Cora revealed to Cynthia that Hockley had already taken a fancy to Miss Bucket, which made Cynthia very baffled, as she already knew.

This matter will not be resolved for a while, but the time has come for Cynthia to make an appointment to enroll.Cora and the maid helped her pack two big boxes, which they thought were necessary.

Cynthia just wants to bring one over, the July holidays are coming up soon.She can't stay in school for a few months, so she doesn't have to bring so much luggage.The last few people finally reached a consensus and put all the things into a big box.

Cynthia stood at the door and hugged Cora, "Mom, don't worry about me. A few months pass quickly, and I'll be back soon."

Cora nodded and stroked Cynthia's unadorned hair with a smile.The last time Cynthia left was to go to the United States, and even then she was accompanied by a maid, so she was not considered alone.Of course you can't take the maid with you to school now, and I don't know if she can handle it alone.

Then there was Robert, who gave a few instructions to study hard.In case she encounters difficulties, she should contact them in time, pick her up after the holiday, and don't run around alone.

Mary glanced at her attentive and entrusting father, and said jokingly, "Fortunately, we will stay in London until your holiday, and it will be convenient for us to contact you. Otherwise, Dad would probably be so worried that he wouldn't be able to sleep."

Cynthia also laughed, and Robert was indeed a worried patriarch.After laughing, Cynthia walked towards Mary and gave her a hug regardless of her discomfort.

"I'll miss you, Mary. I'll write to you about my school days."

Mary wasn't very used to her sister's sudden closeness, but she couldn't help softening her heart.She patted Cynthia on the shoulder, "Take care of yourself at school."

Cynthia agreed and said goodbye to the others one by one before getting into the car.

After today, she will be exposed to a new world.

It took some time to take a detour in a horse-drawn carriage last time, but this time the car was much faster.

Cynthia refused the driver's request to help her carry her luggage and take her in. She said she could and asked the driver to go back now.

"Then I will go back, Miss Cynthia."

The driver took off his hat and said goodbye to Cynthia, and Cynthia waved to him.After watching him drive away, he picked up his suitcase and walked to the campus.It wasn't until she picked it up that she realized that the box was dead heavy, and she didn't know what Cora put in it.

Carrying a burden, Cynthia didn't care to watch the scenery along the way.She finally carried the suitcase to the dormitory building, her hands were already red from being strangled.

Cynthia quickly put the box on the ground, walked to the small window at the door, and greeted the wife inside.

"Good morning, Mrs. Benson. I am a new student, Cynthia Crawley."

Mrs. Benson put down her knitting, put on the glasses on the table, and looked up a thick book. Her hand slipped from the top of the page to the bottom.

Finally found Cynthia's name in the last row, she raised her head and said to Cynthia: "Well, the third room on the second floor is your dormitory, Miss Crawley. Be friendly with your roommates, if you have no reason to stay overnight If you don’t return home or violate the dormitory regulations, the punishment is very serious.”

Cynthia nodded quickly, and took the dormitory specification from her hand.It is a thin booklet, but there are quite a lot of clauses in it. After all, it is a girls' school with stricter requirements.

Mrs. Benson helped Cynthia open the dormitory door with the key, and introduced to the other girls in the dormitory after walking in: "This is Cynthia Crowley, and I will live with you in the next few days."

Cynthia, who had been looking at the environment after entering the room, heard that she was called, so she turned her attention to the other girls.

The dorm has four beds, so it's not overcrowded.At the beginning of the [-]th century, forget about air conditioners, refrigerators, and televisions. Except for desks and stools, nothing else occupies the dormitory space.

There were already three girls in the dormitory before her, and one looked a little older than the others, with curly black hair and she was the first to stand up.

"Fishhill Edwin, I'm the head of the dormitory, if you need anything, you can call me."

Cynthia gently held her hand, "I will, thank you in advance."

Faith Hill introduced two other people to her. The red-haired girl with freckles on both sides of her nose was Joanna Henry, and the last girl who looked like Elizabeth Taylor in her eyebrows and eyes was Winona Leonard.

Compared with Joanna's enthusiastic attitude, Winona is much colder.She sat there without moving, apparently not getting up to introduce herself, as if there was no one more in the room.

But beauties have privileges. Even Winona's indifferent appearance won't make people think that she is arrogant and rude.After chatting with Joanna for a few words, Cynthia began to pack her luggage. She opened the unused closet and hung all her clothes in it, and sorted the towels one by one.

When she tidied up, it was almost lunch time.Joanna said that she could take Cynthia to familiarize herself with the restaurant, and of course Cynthia would not refuse.

The two left the dormitory arm in arm. Joanna couldn't help but ask, "Cynthia, why did you end up enrolling after the spring break? Freshmen usually enroll in September or October."

"I went to the United States before, and I just came back. My family didn't agree with me coming to school, so they just let go."

Cynthia didn't intend to hide these things, and Joanna didn't show any surprise.The number of women in the medical profession is too small, there are too many restrictions, and it is normal for family members to object.

"Then you are very courageous, and you insisted on coming to study. We used to live in Wenxi in the dormitory, but the family objected and went back after halfway through school."

On the way to the cafeteria, Joanna introduced her class and some teachers.Cynthia listened carefully. She hadn't been in contact with this kind of class teaching for a long time, and she felt a little nostalgic just listening to it.

The school cafeteria is self-service. You choose the food you want to eat. There are not many types, but it is quite rich.Cynthia simply chose a few, and sat down with Joanna with a plate.

The habit of more than ten years has been deeply rooted in the bone marrow. Cynthia put the food into her mouth with a consistent demeanor, and she paused as soon as she took it.

Of course, the chefs in the cafeteria couldn't compare to the food prepared by Mrs. Patmore of Downton Abbey. Cynthia just paused for a moment before continuing to eat.

She knows how much she can eat, eats most of the food on the plate, and nothing goes to waste.

When Cynthia was concentrating on her meal, she didn't notice Joanna's slightly strange eyes on her.It's really that Cynthia is too prominent, and there are no other students around who gobble it up. After all, the image of a girl is still necessary.

But as straight as Cynthia did, she never lowered her head to eat.When she ate some of the crunchier food, she didn't even drop a crumb, let alone make a sound.

If it wasn't for the fact that she didn't have a full set of knives and forks in front of her, Joanna would have thought that Cynthia was attending some kind of banquet.

Cynthia noticed that Joanna on the opposite side had been staring at her, and asked a little strangely: "I'm sorry, is there anything I'm behaving strangely?"

"No, your manners are very standard. Your family must have hired the strictest tutor for you. I was the same when I was a child. If you can't sit upright, she will even put a sharp pen on the back of the chair."

Only then did Cynthia realize what was wrong, she put down the spoon in her hand, and those etiquettes became her habit.It won't change for a while, but she will pay attention, and she can relax a little at school.

"It seems that tutors are similar. I learned it after being taught many times when I was young."

Joanna seemed to think of her miserable childhood, and kept nodding sympathetically.Her family is a typical middle class, and her father is a doctor, so she supports her to study medicine.The mother was the daughter of a country gentleman who had moved to London after marrying her father.

Compared with Joanna's attitude of not hiding anything, Cynthia hesitated a little, she didn't really want to mention her family.Most of the girls are sensitive, and most of the students in the school are from the middle class, and a small number of them are from the working class.

The British in the Edwardian era were not as distinct as the Victorian era, and it can even be said that the barriers of class were crumbling at this time.But after all, it has not been completely broken. If Cynthia wants to fully integrate into the students, it is of course better to conceal it.

"My father is also a squire, and there are three older sisters in the family. We have always hired tutors, but medical tutors can't teach, so I insisted on coming to school."

Joanna nodded knowingly when she remembered that Cynthia said that her family stopped her.Judging by the clothes Cynthia is wearing, the family conditions are definitely not bad, and there are many country gentry who feel that their daughters don't need to study too much and get married directly.

The two finished their meal while chatting, and when Cynthia was leaving her seat with the plate, a person behind bumped her hand.

The dinner plate almost fell out of her hand, but Cynthia's left hand loosened and then grabbed the dinner plate tightly. If she threw it, it would hit Joanna.

Cynthia turned her head to look at the person who bumped into her, but she didn't expect to be greeted with a sarcasm without waiting for the apology from the person.

"Hmph, pretending."

After finishing speaking, the man looked up and left, leaving only Cynthia who didn't know what happened and Joanna who showed a clear face.

"Joanna, is it my hallucination? Could it be that I just hit her instead of being hit?"

Cynthia's extremely serious question made Joanna laugh.