The Other Sister, Part 9
Title: Welcome Home
Edith/Various
Rated: T
(300) word ficlet, part 9 in The Other Sister series
Edith instructed the driver to drop her off at the back of the house. She had originally planned to be in London for another night and she wanted to ensure cook knew to include her for dinner.
She was promptly scolded about her entrance through the ‘servants’ door’ by the housekeeper. “I could just imagine what Mr Carson would say!”
“We shan't tell him, Mrs Owen.” She dared give the woman’s arm a squeeze.
She had never been particularly close to any of the servants at Downton; never had a relationship like Mary had with Anna, or Sybil with Gwen. Here, however, she felt personally connected with the staff in her employ. Tom’s demeanour probably influenced the household’s behaviour, but she also appreciated the way Mrs Owen especially treated her as the true mistress of the house, despite any apparent inappropriateness surrounding her marriage.
This familiarity she’d established with the housekeeper meant she instantly noticed a certain tension about Mrs Owen upon her arrival; more than she would expect from merely entering through the incorrect door.
Then, her request for a pot of tea, and perhaps the hope that the kitchen could conjure up some type of small cakes, to be served in the front parlour, elicited another distressed expression to cross Mrs Owen’s features.
“Lady Mary is visiting with Mr Tom in the front parlour, ma’am.”
Why would her sister visiting her husband cause Mrs Owen such anxiety?
“And Miss Sybbie?”
“The young miss is up at the Abbey with Maisie, ma’am. Mrs Hughes is helping Maisie plan her wedding, and Sybbie is spending some time with her grandparents. They’re expected home by three, ma'am.”
It was barely two o’clock now, and Tom wasn’t working out on the estate? Instead he and Mary were...
Surely not... Tom and Mary?
Edith/Various
Rated: T
(300) word ficlet, part 9 in The Other Sister series
Edith instructed the driver to drop her off at the back of the house. She had originally planned to be in London for another night and she wanted to ensure cook knew to include her for dinner.
She was promptly scolded about her entrance through the ‘servants’ door’ by the housekeeper. “I could just imagine what Mr Carson would say!”
“We shan't tell him, Mrs Owen.” She dared give the woman’s arm a squeeze.
She had never been particularly close to any of the servants at Downton; never had a relationship like Mary had with Anna, or Sybil with Gwen. Here, however, she felt personally connected with the staff in her employ. Tom’s demeanour probably influenced the household’s behaviour, but she also appreciated the way Mrs Owen especially treated her as the true mistress of the house, despite any apparent inappropriateness surrounding her marriage.
This familiarity she’d established with the housekeeper meant she instantly noticed a certain tension about Mrs Owen upon her arrival; more than she would expect from merely entering through the incorrect door.
Then, her request for a pot of tea, and perhaps the hope that the kitchen could conjure up some type of small cakes, to be served in the front parlour, elicited another distressed expression to cross Mrs Owen’s features.
“Lady Mary is visiting with Mr Tom in the front parlour, ma’am.”
Why would her sister visiting her husband cause Mrs Owen such anxiety?
“And Miss Sybbie?”
“The young miss is up at the Abbey with Maisie, ma’am. Mrs Hughes is helping Maisie plan her wedding, and Sybbie is spending some time with her grandparents. They’re expected home by three, ma'am.”
It was barely two o’clock now, and Tom wasn’t working out on the estate? Instead he and Mary were...
Surely not... Tom and Mary?