[Scene: William stops to wipe his brow and Daisy rushes up to him.]
Daisy: Do me a favour. This must be sprinkled on the chicken.
William: Isn't there more to go up?
Daisy: Please! It won't take a moment!
William: Go on then, give it here.
[Scene: The mourners walk back to the house.]
Robert: We ought to talk about the business of the entail.
George Murray: As you know, on your death the heir to the title inherits everything exceptfor the sums set aside for your daughters and your widow.
George Murray: Owing to the terms of her settlement, this will include the bulk of your wife'sfortune.
Robert: It has been our sole topic of conversation since the day the ship went down.
George Murray: Of course, it must seem horribly unjust to Lady Grantham, but that is howthe law stands.
Robert: Is there really no way to detach her money from the estate? Even to me, it seemsabsurd.
George Murray: Your father tied the knots pretty tight. I'd say it's unbreakable.
Robert: I see.
[Scene: Further back, Edith weeps into her handkerchief.]
Mary: Really, Edith. Do you have to put on such an exhibition?
Sybil: She's not.
Mary: I was supposed to be engaged to him, for heaven's sake, not you, and I can controlmyself.
Edith：Then you should be ashamed.