Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I get some. But most of it goes into the missionary barrel.

I don't know why we bother with corsets.

No one hits the bull's eye with the first arrow.

One whiffof reform and she hears the rattle ofthe guillotine.

Mr Crawley was just leaving. Do you know where his lordship is?

Well, I'm flattered that I'm one ofthem.

who's decent and honour bound to look into it.

I am a custodian, my dear, not an owner.

Were you pleased with the work on the cottages?

- I knew they would want to see you. - Well, it's your reference what's done it.

What chance did he have, up against a champion?

What do you think, Anna?

Oh, is there anything more thrilling than a new frock?

- What did I tell you? She's found her Romeo. - It might be her brother.

Well, I won't wear it because I'm not going.

Can it be my choice this time?

Carson and Mrs Hughes sometimes take a novel or two.

- This time. - Let's face it.

- You're no better. - What?

You're a kind woman, Mrs Hughes.

Yes, indeed. Please send him in.

That is all I ask, to understand the exact terms.

It's very difficult, Carson. For her, for Lady Mary, for everyone.

- You don't think I ought to stay, do you? - Certainly not. Be offwith you.

Not all of them

But it's been lovely to see you again, Joe, really.

I'm a lost soul to you.

I suppose I do.