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: [Speaking of his wife's unexplained recent distance:
] She says it is nothing I have done, but how can I believe that? Must be my fault, because she is incapable of fault.
[the servants are discussing Matthew Crawley, Lord Robert's heir, and his mother Isobel
: So what d'you think we'll make of them? Sarah O'Brien
: I shouldn't think much. *She* hasn't even got a lady's maid. Anna
: It's not a capital offence. John Bates
: She's got a maid - her name's Ellen. She came a day early. Sarah O'Brien
: She's not a lady's maid. She's just a housemaid that fastens hooks and buttons when she has to. There's more to it than that, you know. Anna
: We want some *very* precise reporting when dinner's over. Thomas
: Are we to treat him as the heir? Sarah O'Brien
: Are we heck as like! A doctor's son from Manchester? He'll be lucky if he gets a civil word out of me. Anna
] We're *all* lucky if we get a civil word out of you.
Robert Crawley, Earl of Grantham
: Do you miss the army, Bates? John Bates
: I miss a lot of things, but you have to keep moving, don't you.
: ...But I'm spoiled for you. And I can never be unspoiled. John Bates
: You are not spoiled. You're made higher to me, and holier because of the suffering you've been put through. You are my wife, and I have never been prouder, nor loved you more than I love you now at this moment. Anna Bates
: Truly? John Bates