The Journey of Living at Downton
Chapter 32: July 1922
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Apparently, Cora's brother is really in some hot water as whatever trouble he was in has become a proper scandal and a telegraph has been sent calling Robert to the U.S. as that'll help Harold Levinson's profile. Emma wishes she knew more about this scandal, they're calling it the Tea Pot Dome scandal, but she doesn't as she'd never cared to look into U.S. political history.
This leads to some panic among some living at Downton as Robert is leaving today and Mr Bates doesn't want to leave Anna now and Anna desperately doesn't want him to. Mrs Hughes comes up with the plan to get Mary to argue for Mr Bates not to go, something about Anna being her maid carrying more weight. Mrs Hughes later confesses that she had to tell Mary everything about the attempted rape though kept up the lie of it being a random stranger.
Robert is very disgruntled about not having Mr Bates with him but Emma happily suggests he takes Thomas with him since he used to be his valet. Emma also thinks it may be best to get him out of the house as Gemma reports that Miss Baxter seems to be tormented by Thomas, who seems to be constantly whispering to her and making demands.
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Emma sits with Edith in some chairs in the Library as they're surrounded by Tom, Mr Napier and Mr Blake. They're conversing about the running of the estate with them when, in the middle of their conversation, Jimmy opens the door for Violet and Rose.
"Judging how things are going, he can manage very well." Tom is saying as the two women enter.
"Oh? Are we disturbing the conclave?" Violet remarks. Emma and Edith stand to greet her while Rose moves to sit on one of the settees.
"We're just discussing the pigs." Emma tells her.
"Ah, the arrival of the pigs and the departure of their master." Violet says as she walks further into the room. Emma frowns as she notes how out of breath and almost wheezy Violet is.
"It's sad Lord Grantham has to miss it." Mr Napier says.
"Are the pigs a good idea, Mr Blake?" Violet asks their guest.
"It's a good idea for estates like this to maximise and diversify." Mr Blake replies. "The question is whether or not Lord Grantham and Lady Mary fully appreciate what they're taking on."
Edith and Emma share an amused look at that remark.
"Oh? You ask as if the answer were no." Violet remarks as she takes a seat.
"Mr Blake is not under Mary's spell." Edith says.
Mr Carson walks in with a glass of water on a tray. "Mrs Crawley." He announces.
Isobel enters. "Morning."
She receives some nods and murmurs of good morning.
Mr Carson leans down with his tray to Violet. "Your water, m'lady."
"Thank you, Carson."
Isobel sits in a chair next to Violet. "Are you feeling hot? I am. I've just walked up from the Village."
"I am a bit hot, but I didn't walk." Violet replies a little breathlessly.
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Emma walks over to Thomas who is watching Jimmy and Mr Moseley as they load the waiting car with Robert's luggage while dressed in a coat and hat. Mr Carson, Mrs Hughes, Miss Baxter, Anna, Gemma and the other housemaids stand in a line, in the usual useless but very decorative way. On the other side of the front door, the family are assembled.
"Well, good luck on your journey. Be sure to enjoy yourself." Emma greets him with a smile.
Thomas raises an amused eyebrow and wears a slight smirk on his face. "Are you sure you're not expecting some gift?"
Emma shrugs. "Wouldn't hurt."
Thomas huffs a laugh before glancing over Emma's shoulder. She turns to see he's staring at Anna.
"I'm sure you know why I'm going and not Mr Bates." Thomas says.
Emma tries to keep her cool. It's not easy lying to Thomas. "No, I don't."
"Mmm..."
It is then Cora and Robert walk out of the door so Emma moves to stand next to Tom again and leans down to pet Isis who sits next to him. Mr Blake and Mr Napier approach the Earl and Countess.
"Lady Grantham says we can stay 'til we're done. But it'll be a few weeks more. I hope you don't mind." Mr Blake says.
"Not if you make yourselves useful." Robert shakes hands with the two men.
"We will." Mr Napier says.
Robert turns to Edith. "Try to be strong, my darling."
Edith smiles bravely. "I will."
"Gregson must be out there somewhere. I wish you'd let me send a detective."
"There's no point." Edith dismisses. "His firm's already done all that, to no avail."
"Well, if there's anything you want us to do, Mama will give you whatever you need." Robert kisses her on the cheek, then moves on to Violet. "Goodbye, Mama."
"Goodbye, my dear." They embrace, too. "Try not to let those Yankees drive you mad."
Robert moves on to Mary, who seems to be distracted, Emma knows she must be thinking of what she had learned about what happened to Anna.
"Mary? Why so preoccupied?" Robert asks.
"Am I? I'm afraid my mind is on other things. Anyway, goodbye, Papa." They embrace. "And please try to enjoy yourself."
"Good luck with the pigs." He turns to Rose, embracing her too. "Rose, I leave you in charge of fun!"
"Oh, mission understood, Captain."
"Goodbye, Isobel." Robert embraces her before moving on to Emma and Tom. Emma and Robert embrace. "Bye, Emma. Please an eye on any nuisance and say my farewell to Billy. It's a shame he has already gone to work."
Emma smiles. "Of course."
"Bye, Tom." They shake hands. "Look after all my womenfolk, including Isis." He quietens his voice, "Especially Isis." He leans down to say goodbye to his dog.
"I'll try my best."
Mr Molesley has put the finishing touches to securing the luggage and Robert has taken his seat in the back of the car. Thomas walks around to sit next to the chauffeur and gets in. The car starts moving away. Another follows, laden with even more luggage. After watching the cars leave, everyone begins to move back inside.
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Tom is driving Isobel and Emma along in the open car. Emma sits next to her husband in the passenger seat while Isobel sits in the back. The cars of this time, particularly this open one, still unnerve Emma but she's getting better though she still doesn't like the lack of safety with them. Seatbelts at even a thing yet and when they do, they don't become enforced and mandatory to wear in the UK until the 1970s as far as she's aware. Her parents used to tell her stories of what the cars were like when they were young.
"It's nice of you to drive me home." Isobel says.
"I'm meeting the new pig man." Tom replies.
"And I wanted to join." Emma injects. "Having a ride in the car with you is just an added bonus." She looks over her should and she and Isobel share a smile.
"I do worry about the two of yous lives away from the estate. Is there any?" Isobel asks.
"Not until I'm back at work I suppose." Emma says. Now that she thinks about it, she really doesn't have much of a life outside of the family.
"I've got no time." Tom remarks.
"What happened to your politics, Tom?"
"They vanished. Along with that silly chauffeur chap named Branson." He makes it sound funnier than he feels it is. Emma frowns at his words and tries to catch his eye to share her disapproval and unhappiness at his words but he avoids them and focuses on the road.
Isobel laughs. "I don't believe that. And neither does Emma. I gather the MP, John Ward, is coming to speak in Ripon tomorrow at the Town Hall. I could get tickets."
Emma perks up in interest and turns to Isobel briefly. "Oh, can I join?"
"Of course."
"Nah, I don't think so." Tom digresses. "I'm not a fan of the Coalition as it is. And he's only here because Lloyd George thinks an election's coming."
"Well, I doubt he has long, poor dear. But I don't think you're being fair to Mr Ward." Isobel argues.
"I might be good. Spark your interest and all that." Emma gives her husband a pleading look when he glances at her.
"Let's go. What do you say?" Isobel persists.
"I say you better be nice to me, or I'll tell old Lady Grantham you called Lloyd George 'poor dear.'" Tom remarks.
They all laugh heartily.
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Relations between Mary and Mr Blake have not improved. Mary has reported that Mr Napier reported to her that Mr Blake thinks she's aloof and is not prepared to fight for the estate when it comes to it. Emma could see at dinner that night that Mary was fighting an uphill battle whenever they spoke. Emma hopes their guests leave soon or the tension between Mary and Mr Blake gets resolved. Though Emma can't help but think that there may be something that could happen between them which leaves Emma conflicted as she quite like Mr Napier.
The next day, Edith and Rose go up to London. They get the news that Violet has fallen ill with Bronchitis. Emma hurries over with Mary and Cora to see her. They arrive at the Dower house and stand in Violet's room to see a very ill Violet who's harshly coughing.
Isobel, in an apron, is preparing the inhaler.
"But are you certain? There must be something we can do." Cora says worriedly as she gazes upon her unwell mother-in-law.
"There isn't. I can manage very easily with help from the servants." Isobel replies. "We just have to stop it turning into pneumonia. That's the real danger."
"It seems rather unfair to saddle you with it all." Mary says.
Emma nods. "She's right. I'm a trained nurse, Isobel. Shouldn't I help?"
Isobel shakes her head. "No. I've had training and I wouldn't want you passing anything onto the children."
"Why is the food so disgusting, suddenly?" Violet groans from the bed.
"She doesn't know what she's saying." Isobel says.
"I wouldn't be too sure." Mary remarks, drawing a smile from Emma.
"Everything she puts into my mouth is absolutely disgusting." It's really hard to tell whether she's delirious or just honest.
"Perhaps we'd better get out of your way." Cora says.
"That's all I ask. I'll ring up if there's any change." Isobel reassures.
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Tom comes walking into the Library. Mary is at the writing desk, Cora is sitting in an armchair nearby, doing embroidery and Emma is reading another book on one of the settees.
"Well, the pigs have arrived." Tom remarks as he walks into the room.
Emma looks up sharply and slams her book closed. "Christ, the pigs! I knew I'd forgotten something!" She exclaims. Tom looks amused at her comment while Cora smiles while also giving her a disapproving look for her language. Honestly, Emma is nearly 32 but that doesn't stop Cora from mothering her.
Mary ignores this as she turns to Tom. "Oh, I'd have come, if I'd known."
"I looked for the two of you. They said you'd gone to your grandmother's. It all went off smoothly. We can walk down and see them tomorrow." Tom reassures.
"Tom, did you get the message about the tickets for the talk in Ripon?" Cora asks.
"I did. Why can't she come?"
"Because Mama's ill and Isobel is nursing her." Tom nods at this.
"Perhaps we can invite Billy? It is his day off." Emma suggests.
"What a lovely idea. He seems only think about his work and nothing else." Cora comments
"What's the thing in Ripon?" Mary questions.
"A Liberal MP is speaking." Tom answers. "Are you sure we should still go? It was Isobel's idea."
"Why? Just because we're not political, you mustn't be put off." Mary argues.
"And I want to go and so will Billy when we tell him." Emma adds, giving a pointed look to her husband.
Tom turns to Mary. "You won't come with us then? We could get another ticket?"
"I'd rather go to the stake."
Cora and Emma chuckle. Despite himself, Tom smiles.
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The Town Hall is already full when Billy, Emma and Tom arrive and is filled almost to the last chair. The audience is mostly men, but there are some women as well. Next to one of the latter, a chair is still empty. Emma turns to Tom and Billy and points her out.
"Seems there's only two chairs next to that woman." She says.
"Go ahead." Tom says. "I'll stand in back and see you after."
Emma and Billy nod and go down the centre of the aisle. They sidle in and Emma leans around Billy to address the woman next to the empty chairs.
"Hello, are these seats taken?" Emma asks.
The woman turns to them with a pleasant smile and replies, "No." They sit and she turns to them. "Sarah Bunting." She introduces.
"Emma Branson and this is my good friend Billy Prior." Emma replies.
"Oh, not married? To each other?"
Emma and Billy share an amused look before Emma turns back to Miss Bunting, shaking her head. "No, my husband is in back." Emma turns to glance at Tom. "That's him there."
"He let us take the chairs since there was only two available." Billy adds.
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that." Miss Bunting says.
"Well, it was us two that really wanted to come." Emma remarks. "I do want him to pay attention, and it's bound to be a long talk."
Miss Bunting frowns slightly. "Does he not like politics?"
Emma smiles. "He likes it a bit too much. He's a socialist, so he doesn't have much patience for the liberals."
"Well, why not invite him over so we can nudge when needed or hold him down when he's annoyed?" Miss bunting remarks.
"Are you sure?" Billy asks. "We will have share our seats between the three of us."
Miss Bunting smiles at him. "Not at all."
There is a smattering of applause as John Ward, MP takes the podium. "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. I'm John Ward, and in a while I will ask for questions, so please remember what made you indignant when you last read a newspaper." There is laughter all around the room.
As the talk is about to start, the two women and Billy turn to wave at Tom to get his attention. Of course, Mr Ward is quick to notice.
"Excuse me, are the two young women and gentleman here trying to get my attention?"
They whip around, but Miss Bunting speaks first, "We were trying to get his attention." She points toward Tom.
"And do you know these three?" Mr Ward asks Tom, whom Emma can see is a mix of annoyed and embarrassed. Emma doesn't blame him as she feels the same.
"Yes. One is my wife and the other a friend of ours." Tom replies.
"We just wanted him to sit with us." Emma adds.
"Well, gentlemen," Mr Ward says, addressing the crowd, "we should all be rather jealous. These two young men are very well accompanied."
There is some laughter among the audience, and Tom curtly says, "I'll go sit down."
Emma, Billy and Miss Bunting scoot as close together as they can causing Billy to be a bit squashed between the two women. They smile as they see Tom's expression, not particularly pleased at having been singled out in the crowd. He takes the chair next to Emma, and Mr Ward continues his speech.
Turning to Miss Bunting, Emma says, "May I present my husband, Mr. Tom Branson. Tom, Miss Sarah Bunting."
"Delighted." Miss Bunting says, leaning over Emma and Billy. The latter looks alarmed as the woman practically leans across his lap to shake Tom's hand. Emma giggles as she gets comfortable as she can with her legs practically on Tom's lap.
"Are you sure you're going to be comfortable?" Tom asks in a whisper, pulling Emma's left hand onto his lap.
The man behind them leans forward with a loud "Shhhhh!", which Emma responds to by turning and giving him an annoyed glare.
"Yes, I promise," Emma says when she turns back to Tom.
Throughout Mr Ward's speech, Tom does not have a shortage of responses, which he whispers into Emma's ear at regular intervals. Emma smiles widely as he does so, pleased to see her husband so engaged. Occasionally, if his thought is particularly insightful, Emma passes it on to Billy and Miss Bunting, who are partaking in their own discussions and sometimes nod in agreement and sometimes Miss Bunting comments back to Emma in response. It excites Emma that she may have made a friend who seems as absorbed in the issues of government as she is. Edith and Mary never truly get involved and seem to glaze over when Emma reaches their levels of interest.
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Once it is over, they stand to leave. Emma and Sarah, she'd insisted, immediately start talking excitedly about all they'd heard with Billy joining in.
After a few minutes, after realising that Tom isn't part of the conversation, Emma turns to look for him and sees that he is nowhere to be found. "Oh, Tom must have already gone out." She says.
"Actually, I think he went to talk with Mr. Ward." Billy tells her, pointing to the front of the room.
Emma turns toward the front of the Hall, where in fact, Tom and several other gentlemen surround Mr Ward and are peppering him with questions. Emma brightens. "Oh, good! I'm glad to see he's trying to reignite his interest in politics. I was worried that I was forcing him too much."
"He did seem very knowledgeable about it all. Has he wanted to go into politics?" Sarah asks.
"Well, he did. When we first met, it was what he dreamed of doing. After we married, he worked as a political journalist in Ireland, but when we had to return here—" Emma stops short, realising she was about to reveal her and Tom's story to a woman she'd met only a couple of hours ago.
"Why did you leave Ireland?" Sarah questions. Billy looks uncomfortable at the woman's line of questioning.
Emma laughs to hide her own uncomfortableness. "It's too long of story to tell."
"Will you go back?"
"No. It's not possible to now." Emma looks around, hoping to find a way out of the conversation when she notices that Tom and Mr Ward are the only ones left in the Hall. "Excuse me." She excuses herself and moves on to go to Tom, who engages with Mr Ward in a lively, though civil argument, and leaves behind Sarah and Billy.
Seeing her approach, Mr Ward says, "You must be the lucky Mrs Branson."
"That would be me." Emma replies with a pleasant smile, moving to stand next to Tom. "Thank you for an illuminating discourse."
"Well, your husband has found holes in what I thought were well-argued points. I will say you are blessed to have married such a sharp political mind, though my own wife would call it a curse. Speaking of, I should get back to her. She made the trip with me from London." Before turning to leave, he says to Tom, "Do think about what I said."
"What was that?" Emma asks her husband when the MP is out of earshot.
"There's a local committee he thinks I should join to help draft the local platform before the coming election." Tom explains.
"Oh, you should!" Emma exclaims excitedly.
"I do like the idea, though it's not a job in itself." Tom says with a shrug.
"You never know. Might lead to something." Emma says.
Tom shares a smile with her before they move over to where Emma had left Billy and Sarah to see that the two are in conversation though the former looks uncomfortable.
"Why not?" Sarah is asking.
"It's a long story." Billy replies shortly.
"It always seems a long story with you and your friends." Sarah comments.
Billy opens his mouth but Tom cuts in, "We'd better go. Thanks for the seat though."
"Goodnight." Emma says to Sarah with a smile. The woman returns it and Billy says the same to her before the three leave.
Emma glances back to see Sarah's eyes lingering on Billy. Emma wonders if she likes him.
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What Emma didn't expect the next day was to find out that Mary and Mr Blake had gone out to view the pigs only to discover that they'd been without water and proceeded to use buckets and pumps to get them the water. Seeing Mary fighting for her pigs like that seems to have resolved any dislike Mr Blake had for her and the other way round as well.
Emma is having tea with Tom, Mr Napier and Mr Blake, served by Jimmy, in the Library and are all lingering around the table with their cups when Mary walks in.
"You've heard about our adventures?" Mary asks rhetorically.
"I'm very impressed." Tom remarks with a wide smile.
"We'll make a farmer of you yet." Emma comments with a grin.
Mary rolls her eyes fondly at the two of them and gets her own cup.
Cora walks in by the other door. "There you are!"
"I'm afraid I slept late."
"Have you remembered Tony Gillingham's coming tonight?" Cora asks. Emma grimaces at that. He's a nice enough chap but she doesn't like his badgering Mary. Tom gives her a questioning look which she brushes off.
Mary is surprised. "What? Why?"
"He's driving up to fish the Spey. He asked if he could stay the night. I'm sure I told you."
Mary isn't pleased. Emma is even less so; this means is valet is coming which will only cause trouble plus isn't Gillingham engaged?
"Did he used to be Tony Foyle?" Mr Blake questions.
"That's right. Why?" Cora asks.
"We served together in the war, on board the Iron Duke with Jellicoe." Mr Blake replies. Emma looks at him in surprise.
"Were you at Jutland?" Mary asks.
"We were." He doesn't seem to be keen to talk about this experience or his acquaintance with Gillingham.
"Well, you'll see him again tonight," Cora says. Blake smiles politely into his teacup. "To be honest, I telephoned him and tried to put him off, but he didn't seem to want to be put off."
"Of course he didn't." Emma huffs quietly.
"Don't worry. It's perfectly fine." Mary puts her cup down and walks out. Emma can tell by her tone that it's definitely not fine.
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They all assemble for dinner in the Drawing room. Rose and Edith have returned early from London and the former is grumbling to Emma about it, Emma sits and listens knowing there are worse things in the world than plans with some friends being cancelled. She mostly watches Edith who's talking to Tom and Billy and looking more miserable than before. Emma had tried to ask what was wrong as it seems to be more than Michael Gregson being missing but Edith avoids the topic.
Jimmy opens the door for Mary and Gillingham. Gillingham walks straight to Mr Blake with a smile on his face and they shake hands before falling into a conversation. Emma frowns as she watches him, worrying about what is occurring downstairs because of his arrival. Mary wanders over to them and Emma can see Mr Blake chuckling heartily and Mary smiling though Gillingham looks less enthused.
"—how could she?" Rose's voice cuts through Emma's thoughts, causing her to look back at the young girl. "I was having such a lovely time with—"
Emma raises her eyebrows questioningly when Rose cuts herself off and looks down awkwardly.
"With who?" Emma asks pointedly, feeling suspicious. Emma hopes she's not messing around again as she had with that married man.
Rose shakes her head. "No one."
"Dinner everyone." Cora calls, ending the conversation.
Rose takes her chance and hurriedly slips away from Emma. Emma sighs as she watches her then her eyes flicker over to Gillingham and Mr Blake. Never a quiet moment in this house.
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A/N: Has anyone noticed my dislike for Gillingham? 😅 I just can't stand him and how he treated Mabel while chasing after Mary plus I just never got the appeal of him anyway. Emma herself would automatically not want Gillingham around because of the Green situation anyway. But I think I've injected myself enough into her character for us to agree on not liking Gillingham.
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