Upstairs, Lady Edith received a second invitation to become a newspaper columnist, causing further friction between Matthew and Lord G when Matthew told her to go for it. Go for it Edith did, bombing down to London on the ten o'clock train and hitting it off immediately with the twinkly editor. It's little remarked upon, but Edith basically has a 100% hit rate with blokes: everyone she meets is hot for her within seconds. It's just that she's only ever met about five men. Unleashing her on the capital permanently could plunge London into erotic anarchy.
Matthew and Lord G finally faced off over the future of Downton. Matthew thought they should get organised, and got rather aerated about it in a way that briefly threatened to disturb his hair; Lord G and his faithful retainer, Jarvis, thought they should bumble on as usual until Murray, the other faithful retainer, bravely pointed out that Lord G was the latest in a long line of colossal boobies who had gradually run Downton into ruin. Amazingly it wasn't Murray but Jarvis who left his Lordship's employ, flouncing out when he didn't get his way.
Meanwhile, Tom's cheeky, alcoholic and distressingly Irish brother Kieran arrived to cause moderate havoc, such as ordering beer in the drawing room after dinner. Carson obliged with what looked to be a solid silver tankard filled to the brim with crushed ice, but Kieran's major influence was to underline the horror awaiting Baby Sybil in Liverpool: living in rooms above a garage. In Liverpool. Surrounded by people from Liverpool.
The Dowager Countess had failed earlier, at least temporarily, with her scheme to help find Ethel employment elsewhere, thus lifting the fug of shame from Crawley House and nearby villagers; Isobel had nixed that, but now Violet roared back into form by suggesting that Tom stay to manage the estate, thus avoiding both derelict outbuildings and a greasy heiress. A happy-ish Catholic christening ensued.
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