[Comprehensive] The daily life of Miss Downton Fourth

The air in London was not very good in 1911. At that time, London was still an industrial capital, with factories all over the city.The factory's main fuel is coal, and every household living here also burns coal, and the air is always gray because of this.

But today is a rare bright day. The mist has not cleared in the morning, but when the sun appeared at noon, the fog finally subsided.

When Cynthia went out, the maid specially took an umbrella to help her block the sun.Cynthia had planned to go alone, but Cora was obviously worried about her being alone on the streets of London.

Fortunately, the family had plans to go out today, so the driver was not free, so they could go by themselves.Gwen stopped a carriage on the road, and she helped Cynthia onto it before she sat on it.

"Miss, where are we going?"

Cynthia told the coachman the address, and she looked at the streets of London and said, "A special place, and you'll know it when you get there."

The coachman flicked his whip, and the horse began to gallop.The streets of London are not clean. When the carriages shuttled through some streets where the poor gathered, the wheels splashed muddy water on the ground.

The children begging along the street saw the lady sitting in the carriage, and ran over regardless of the danger of being trampled by the horse.

They stretched out their dark hands to grab the armrest of the rear seat of the carriage, and shouted inside: "Be kind, kind lady, we have been hungry for several days."

The carriage was stopped in this way, and the speed slowed down.Cynthia, who was sitting in the car, rushed forward and almost fell down. Gwen supported her and asked her if she was okay.

After confirming that Cynthia was fine, Gwen raised her voice and asked the coachman, "How did you drive the car? If something happens to Miss, how will you be responsible?"

"I'm so sorry, miss. I'll just let them go."

The coachman flicked his whip in the air a few times in displeasure, trying to get the children out of the way.

Cynthia stopped the coachman before the whip fell on the children. "Never mind, they're just trying to survive. Gwen, give them a few pennies."

The children thanked happily when they heard this, and an older child took the money and left with the other little carrots.They didn't go shopping immediately, but waited for the next carriage to appear on both sides of the road.

The coachman was obviously used to such things, and the carriage continued on its way.

Gwen looked back and saw those children stopped the carriage behind again, she frowned and said to Cynthia: "I feel like they are just waiting there to beg, who knows if what they said is true."

"It should be true, if not, then our coachman is in collusion with them."

Cynthia's words drew a series of excuses from the coachman, but she just smiled and looked at the back of the coachman without speaking.

When Gwen asked why, she said slowly: "I checked the route, and this street is not the only way to go, and it doesn't have to be this street if you want more money. They flicked their whips, but they just slammed them in the air and missed them. Of course, they probably expected me to stop them, so they just acted like they were very angry."

In fact, Cynthia noticed that the speed of the carriage slowed down as soon as she entered that street, so that the children could catch up.

The coachman couldn't argue now, he said awkwardly: "You are really the smartest lady I have ever seen, and no one else can see it."

Gwen was furious. She now suspected that they were all together, and it was so malicious.She asked in Cynthia's ear if she wanted to get out of the car and take another carriage.

Cynthia shook her head, and explained with Gwen's puzzled eyes: "The coachman probably took the guests there because he saw the children as pitiful. He didn't lie, he was just a kind person."

If the guests don't give change, those children will leave quickly.This not only avoids the danger of them chasing the carriage, but also increases the probability of successful begging.

The coachman kept nodding his head, he didn't mean anything malicious, he just felt pity for what happened to those children.Their parents used to be workers in those factories, but died for various reasons, and the children left behind became orphans.With no source of livelihood, he can only wander in London.

Cynthia's eyelashes drooped, and in this large dyeing workshop in London, people were divided into distinct ranks.

The upper nobles don't have to work, they live in the land and castle.The emerging rich continue to build factories, play with stocks, and accumulate assets.And the poor at the bottom seem to be getting poorer and poorer. They are exhausted from working in factories, and they can only wait to die without money for medical treatment.

A bitter taste spread in Cynthia's heart.She was lucky to travel to the Crowley's house, which had no worries about food and clothing, but unfortunately, the status of the earl's daughter kept restricting her.

She has no freedom to choose her own future.She shouldn't even have thoughts, any rebellious thoughts are a stumbling block to a "brilliant" future.

But of course Cynthia will not give in, she will find a future that suits her here.

It starts with school.

Gwen opened her mouth in surprise looking at the writing on the wall, and she silently asked Cynthia, is this really it?

The red font hanging on the wall clearly says University of London School of Medicine, which is a school dedicated to training female doctors.At a time when the Universities of London and Oxford were refusing to certify women as doctors, Elizabeth Anderson became dean of the school.

"Miss, do the Madam and the others know that you want to study here? This is incredible."

Gwen chases after Cynthia, and Miss Cynthia actually wants to be a female doctor.This incident will cause an uproar in Downton.

"They'll know, don't worry. Hello, I'm Cynthia Crawley, with whom Ms. Greenton has an appointment."

Cynthia lowered her head and said to the porter that the old Paul who was guarding the gate glanced at the two of them and showed them the way.

The school is not big, and it has only been 37 years since its establishment.Some places can still see the appearance of renovation, and there are still wires in the corners.

Cynthia quickly found the office of the current dean, Jenny Greenton, according to the direction pointed by the concierge.She stood at the door, took a deep breath, and then raised her hand to knock on the door twice.

"Come in." A female voice came from the door.

Cynthia opened the door and said with a smile, "Ms. Greenton, I am Cynthia Crawley who wrote with you."

Jenny looked about 40 years old. She was a woman wearing glasses. Judging by the thickness of the lenses, her degree of myopia should be quite high. After hearing Cynthia's introduction, she put down the documents in her hand.

She gave Cynthia a faint smile, unable to tell whether she was welcome or not.Jenny's gaze made Gwen stop for a moment, and Gwen subconsciously stood where she was. She felt as if she was being watched by Mrs. Hughes.

"I remember you, Miss Crawley. You have a special status. In your letter, you expressed your desire to study at this school. I am a little surprised at your choice. The situation of female doctors in the medical field is not good, and you Are you sure you can be a doctor?"

It wasn't that Jenny doubted Cynthia's learning ability, after all, she attached her Harvard University pass letter with the letter.It's true that their school welcomes any woman, but most of the students are from the middle class, and Cynthia's noble birth is an exception.

"I completely understand what you mean. I can express my determination by being here."

Cynthia's eyes were full of firmness: "The first dean of this school, Ms. Elizabeth, was the first female doctor in the UK and the first female dean of a medical school. A few years ago, she even became the first female doctor in the UK. A female mayor. I have great admiration for a pioneer like her, and I respect the cause of medicine and want to contribute to it."

Were there no institutions of higher learning for women in Britain at the beginning of the [-]th century?Of course, many schools at Oxford University and University of London have special women’s colleges, and most of the students in them are girls from the middle and upper classes.But until the end of the nineteenth century, both universities refused to grant degrees to women.

Adam Smith said in "The Wealth of Nations": "Everything a woman learns obviously has a certain useful purpose: or to enhance the natural beauty of her body, and to form the virtues of prudence, humility, chastity, and thrift in her heart." (note reference)

The general perception in society is that the purpose of women receiving higher education is to better become housewives.For middle- and upper-class women, going to college is to increase their bargaining chips and make themselves more popular in the marriage market.This point can be referred to the heroine Ruth in the movie Titanic, her mother had obviously said this sentence.

Cynthia didn't want to get that kind of education, and it took her a long time to find the University of London Medical School.It really taught women something, and its existence even gave women more opportunities to work in medicine.

Jenny Greenton stared at the girl in front of her, and seemed to see many old people in her.It is because of their unremitting persistence that women now have equal opportunities to receive education.

Jenny nodded slightly after a while, "Then you are welcome to join the University of London School of Medicine. When will you be able to enroll?"

After hearing her answer, Cynthia breathed a sigh of relief, and joy stained her brows.

"Soon, I fully accepted the school's arrangement. I boarded at the school with my luggage and no one else. I was completely self-reliant. Thank you, Ms. Greenton."

Until the two left the University of London Medical School, Gwen still felt her feet were spinning. Is this how my lady decided to enroll?This is too bold. Even though she thought so, Gwen still couldn't help admiring Cynthia.

Miss has been like this since she was a child, and she never gives up on what she decides.Even if Miss Mary is never optimistic about things, as long as Miss Mary is determined to do it, she will succeed.

The purpose of coming out today has been achieved, but Cynthia doesn't want to go home so early.It's still early, the family war should start later, she'd better hang around outside for a while.

Thinking of this, Cynthia took Gwen to the nearest park.Before they entered the park, Cynthia saw a familiar person.

The one over there wearing a round hat and a black trench coat is Mr. Holmes.

The author has something to say: At this time, although the University of London Medical School carried the name of the University of London, it was not merged into the University of London, and it was merged later.The stupid author should check as much information as possible, if there is any mistake, welcome the little angel to correct me

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