Downstairs, O'Brien and Wilkins are doing some sewing as O'Brien says that she'd like to travel more -- they see a bit of London, but that's pretty much it. Wilkins asks about the House of Lords, but O'Brien tells her that Lord Grantham just takes Bates and stays in his club. Wilkins sighs that they're headed for "an outpost of Empire," and both she and Susan are dreading it; O'Brien thinks she'd enjoy something different, but Wilkins is like, no. You know what this means: Time for Freaky Friday: Lady's Maid Version!
Jimmy James and Alfred are not super-jazzed about the massive amount of silver set in front of them and kind of sit in a daze until Carson enters and clears his throat, whereupon they start polishing like their lives depend on it. I'm sure you're busy, Carson, but if you want your silver to shine like it can, I'd keep one eye on these two.
Edith finds her mother and reports that Gregson would love to come and when Mary replies that she's sure he would, Edith asks what she means. Mary says she doesn't suppose Gregson finds himself at places like Duneagle all that often and when Cora chides her for being snobbish, Mary wonders what he's even doing up there. Edith tells her he's on a "sketching holiday, sketching and fishing." Edith, I have no issue with Gregson or with you seeing him, but even you must be able to smell that horseshit. I mean, you're a journalist, for heaven's sake. When Matthew joins them, though, Edith acidly tells him that Mary has decided to be nasty about Gregson, so when Matthew gives her an accusing look, Mary says she was simply questioning his motives for being in the Highlands. Matthew, however, says there's nothing wrong with him being there, although he does give Mary a little smile that Edith can't see and she thus drops the issue. I probably don't have to add "for now."
Branson is out in town with Isis and when he arrives at the pub, he soon sees Edna seated at a table. After taking a moment to process her in this setting, he proclaims her move of sitting in a pub on her own "very daring," so she confesses that she knew he was coming in. After a bit of talk about her schedule, she tells him she's heard that when he first came back to Downton after his marriage to Sybil, he refused to dress the part, so why does he now? He considers the question -- it obviously hits a nerve -- but recovers some good humor to say that he was tired of talking about his clothes every time he came downstairs and given one particular scene I remember with the Dowager Countess, you can hardly blame him for having felt like Sisyphus pushing a sartorial rock. He tells her he's still the same man inside, so she suggests he join the servants for dinner one night and she had no way of knowing how much the idea was on his mind, but his answering smile suggests if he hasn't made the decision to do already, he's getting closer.