You know, Cousin Matthew? I thought you were different. You’ve been to war. You wear old-fashioned wool suits without any of that fancy Armani silk lining between your skin and that rough woolen suit. You know how to court a girl and kiss her at the formal dining table. I thought you were aman.
But now? Rumor has it you are leaving the foggy turn of the century English moors for a hopes of a career in shiny present day Hollywood after the third season of Downton Abbey.