Downstairs, Anna reports that the doctors are arguing, which she rightly takes as a bad sign, but no one can do anything other than wait...

...while upstairs, the fight rages on, as Sir Philip says that moving Sybil now would be tantamount to murder. Poor Branson looks completely desperate and lost as Clarkson pleadingly says that Sir Philip must be starting to detect the symptoms himself. Honestly, everyone is in hand-wringing mode at this point; they know the wrong decision could condemn Sybil, but worse, they must also know there may not be a right decision. Branson asks Clarkson if he can swear a C-section will save Sybil, which is an impossible question, of course; better to ask if he thinks it's the only viable option. Clarkson does say without equivocation that if he's right about Sybil's preeclampsia and they do nothing, she'll die, prompting Lord Grantham to step forward and say that Sir Philip is sure Sybil will be fine. Cora, however, desperately says that if it were up to her, Sybil would have been taken to the hospital an hour ago, and the split between Sybil's parents sure can't be helping Branson's decision-making abilities any. Just then, though, an anguished cry comes from Sybil's room, postponing any further discussion about her care...

...while over at Crawley House, Ethel tells Isobel that Sybil was always very kind to her, and Isobel responds by telling her that her tea is as shitty as her kidney soufflé. I mean, not exactly in those words, but still.

In the library (I always feel like I'm playing Clue when recapping this show), the Dowager Countess is sitting and the men are pacing when Mary comes in with the joyful news that Sybil has given birth to a girl and they're both fine. Cut to upstairs, with Sybil holding her daughter in her arms as Branson beams next to her. All seems well, and when Sybil says she wants to sleep, everyone moves to withdraw, but Sybil calls Cora back to tell her about Branson's idea of being a mechanic in Liverpool (you'll forgive me if I'll indulge in that mental picture for a moment) and to tell her that it wouldn't be right for him. Cora tells her they don't need to talk about it now, but Sybil pushes on, saying that Lord Grantham might see the idea as some sort of answer. Cora tells her Lord Grantham loves her and Sybil says she knows, "But will you help me do battle for [Branson] and the baby, if the time comes?" Cora promises she will and all I can say is that I hope she and Mary compare notes about their recent conversations with Sybil.