[Comprehensive] The daily life of Miss Downton Fourth

Guests move to the rococo-style room, and servants shuttle among the guests with wine glasses to ensure that their glasses are not empty.

Edith disappeared, and Cynthia put down her glass and went out to find her.

Sure enough, in the corner room, Edith was found crying alone. Cynthia's hand was holding on to the edge of the door, and gradually tightened.

Edith, whose eyes were flushed from crying, looked up at Cynthia, "I don't want you to comfort me, don't you know that comforting at this time is more like showing off?"

Cynthia also knew that, so she didn't speak rashly. She stood there with her eyelashes lowered, and the dim light did not damage her beauty in the slightest.Edith cried even harder seeing Cynthia like this, and she covered her face with her hands.

"I know, but you are my sister. Edith, I will not rob you. I have rejected Sir Edward."

"You don't have to fight, you just stand there, and all the men present will see you. You and Mary have so many choices, only me, only me. Why is it so unfair?"

Edith yelled in a crying voice, as if she wanted to vent her injustice.

There must be a lot of dissatisfaction and sadness hidden in her heart, but no one can say it.In this era, there is no psychiatrist who can relieve the pressure of servants. For Edith, a bad marriage is the biggest pressure.

"Cynthia, you go to the reception room first, leave it to me here."

Cora stood behind them at some point, and Edith wiped her tears frantically, and the gloves were already out of shape.

The door of the room closed slowly in front of Cynthia's eyes, and her straight shoulders shrugged.The corridor where no one passed by fell into silence, and it seemed that the ancestors hanging on the walls would run out of the oil paintings in the next moment.

Cynthia suddenly felt very irritable. Those people in the reception room, as well as those boring topics and wine made her feel uncomfortable.

She bit her lower lip as if she felt no pain. Cynthia's grandmother, Mrs. Grantham, once said: Every life has its own rules.If you are not willing to play by the rules, then this life is not for you.

Cynthia was the one she said was unwilling to obey the rules. She cared about this very much. The old lady wanted to change her granddaughter. Did she succeed?

The old lady felt that she had succeeded, but Cynthia felt that she hadn't.On the surface she is a very well-behaved lady, but only on the surface.

"I once handled a twin case. The two sisters look similar but have different personalities. The elder sister married a businessman and lived a prosperous and happy life, while the younger sister married an alcoholic. It was very miserable. Guess what my commission is?"

Sherlock appeared at the other end of the corridor, and he walked towards Cynthia while admiring the paintings on the wall.He walked lightly so as not to disturb the two people talking in the room.

Cynthia took a deep breath, "Mr. Holmes can't find the reception room? I'll take you there."

There was no intention of answering his question at all, and Sherlock sometimes felt that this lady was really childish.If your image in front of her is any worse, her attitude will change immediately.

Sherlock touched his nose amusedly, so he would apologize to her?too naive.

He followed Cynthia's footsteps and left the room without asking her to answer his question, presumably she already knew what she wanted to say.

When they approached the reception room, Cynthia suddenly stopped and turned around and asked Sherlock: "The prisoner who injured you, why did he kidnap and kill those people?"

Does this question have anything to do with the present?Sherlock thought that Cynthia had no interest in that case, why did she suddenly bring it up at this time.

"He used to be a soldier. He cheated a lot of ladies by his own conditions. Then he met a smart lady, saw him through and took his money and fled. He hated the young smart lady ever since."

This prisoner was easily stimulated and was tricked once to hate all the women. After Sherlock failed to capture him, he seemed to be a different person and started to kill.

"Thank you for catching him."

Sherlock tilted his head, he didn't understand why there was a thank you.

This is the end of this untimely topic. After the door of the reception room is opened, it is another scene.

Sir Edward's eyes lit up when he saw Cynthia standing there.

The next day, the weather was fine and the temperature was not too high, which was a suitable day for hunting.In addition to guests from afar, Robert and Mary will also participate.

Early in the morning, Lynch and the others prepared the horses and hounds, and the entrance became an animal show, with dogs barking one after another.

Robert was wearing a brown-green safari suit made of cashmere.Compared with the other aristocrats in typical British red hunting suits, Robert was much more low-key and reserved.

Cynthia probed and gave Robert a face-to-face kiss, hoping that he would go early and return early to be careful not to get hurt. There will be many emergencies during the hunting.

For example, fracture bleeding, animal bites, these situations require some emergency treatment.Fortunately, this time, Dr. Watson is also there, so there shouldn't be any problems.

Mary, who was riding sideways on the horse, was a little speechless about her little sister's appearance, and her father would come back in a few hours.Sure enough, she was still a child who hadn't grown up, but she thought of Sir Edward again.

"Aren't you going to show Sir Edward around today? Why don't you prepare?"

Sometimes Mary likes to poke Edith where it hurts. Whoever makes her the second daughter distracts some of her parents' attention and always likes to grab her things.

Robert also learned from Cora about the "little dispute" between Cynthia and Edith yesterday.four daughters.He feels that he is also a fair father, and he tries his best to treat his four daughters equally in all aspects.

For the unremarkable second daughter, they all reassured her that there would be someone who appreciated her. In private, Robert and Cora also discussed that if Edith really couldn't get married, they would spend the rest of their lives with them, and there was no need to force it.

Cynthia didn't want to mention that Sir when she was punctured by the eldest sister. She rolled her eyes and rubbed her temple with her right hand, looking very embarrassed.

"It's such a pity. I felt a little headache when I got up today. Maybe it was because the wind blew a little longer yesterday, so I couldn't introduce Sir Edward."

The way she looked almost made Robert laugh, she was such a ghost, and no one could see that she was pretending.

Lynch walked up to Robert and said that everyone had arrived. Robert nodded and got on the horse himself, followed by the hunting dog he had always kept.

As the whistle blew, this large group of people set off with a large group of fierce dogs.

Cynthia thought about reading half of the books in her room, and then saw that the weather outside was just right.She is going to take the book and read it on a bench where she can be bathed in the sun. She is sick, and it is okay to need more sun.

Anyway, Carson must have told Sir Edward about his physical condition at this time, and Cynthia decided to change her clothes and leave Downton openly.

Most of the guests had left, and Downton was finally free. When Cynthia returned to the room, Gwen was helping her tidy up the bedroom.

Gwen thought that Cynthia had already gone out, but she turned back suddenly, and Cynthia saw her crying while tidying up.

Cynthia asked with concern: "Gwen, what happened?"

"No, it's all right, miss. I've lost my temper, and it will be over soon, Miss Cynthia."

It's not like nothing happened, Cynthia watched as Gwen quickly wiped away her tears, and helped her tidy the sheets with her hands.

"We have been together for several years, Gwen. I have always regarded you as a friend. If you have any difficulties, please tell me, okay? Even if I can't help you, I can listen to you."

Which lady would be friends with the maid, Gwen knew how watery the word friend was.But I couldn't help feeling warm in my heart, no matter what, Miss Cynthia had always been kind to her.

She thought of the message from her mother, her nose sore.It was Gwen's father, who was a farmer who helped other farms in his spare time.

It was the same a while ago. He went to Toli Farm not far away, but was sent back soon.When he came back, he was unconscious and his leg was injured.

The person who sent him back said that he accidentally fell from a high place and injured his leg. Later, he became confused, and the family invited a doctor.After the doctor's examination, he said that the situation was not optimistic, and asked the family to transfer to the hospital for living.

As soon as Gwen received the news from the postman, she almost fell down.In the letter, her mother told her not to worry, and wait for definite news before asking for leave and returning home.How could Gwen not be in a hurry when he heard such bad news, and couldn't help crying when he was just cleaning up.

Knowing what happened, Cynthia pressed Gwen's hand, "Take leave now, you can't do anything if you're so restless. I'll ask the driver to take you to the hospital, go down and talk to Mrs. Hughes."

It wasn't until they went downstairs that Carson realized that the family driver had also asked for leave, and Cynthia decided to drive Gwen to the hospital by herself.

Cynthia took a coat and comforted Carson: "I will return after I give her, it won't take long."

"But, how can Miss Ke be her driver? It's too..."

Carson wanted to stop them but couldn't stop them, even the wrinkles were written with tangled, and finally arranged a car for them.

Gwen hurriedly packed a few clothes, and sat next to Cynthia with a small suitcase, clutching the edge of the seat tightly with her fingers because of worry.

"It's really rude to let you drive, why don't I go on foot?"

"When it's dark when you get there, it's not safe to be on the road in your current state."

Cynthia knew that no amount of comfort could compare to seeing her father in person. After glancing at the rearview mirror, she tried to start the car.

There are some differences between the cars of this era and the modern ones. Not to mention the strange appearance, the way of driving is different.

After fiddling for a while, Cynthia drove steadily. Fortunately, she was the only car on the road, even if it was driving sideways on this road.

Gwen, who was sad, remembered another thing, when did Miss Cynthia learn to drive?How could she not know about this.

"Miss, did you learn to drive in America?"

This question made Cynthia feel guilty, "Yes, right."

The author has something to say: I will have a physical examination tomorrow, and I will be on an empty stomach.Then you may have to look for a house, and there will be a defense on the 18th.Wow, I've been so busy these days, I try to keep updating as much as possible, maybe the number of words is a little short, I apologize to everyone, Sao Rui Sao Rui.

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