Chapter One

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Daisy~

Daisy was up early as usual, scrubbing the pots, humming as she did so. Mrs Patmore was busy grumbling as she chopped the vegetables. "And now they've told me that Lord Gillingham and Mr Blake are coming so I've got to stretch the dinner even further. Have you finished cleaning those pots yet Daisy?" she enquired. "Nearly finished," Daisy replied. They were suddenly interrupted by a young lad standing in the doorway. "Hello. I'm Andy, the new footman," he said. Daisy dropped the pots in surprise. "Daisy! What on earth are you doing?" scolded Mrs Patmore. "Sorry Mrs Patmore," she muttered, blushing furiously. "I'm Daisy. I suppose you'll be looking for Mr Carson." "Yeah, that's right. Mr Carson," he replied in his Cockney accent. He was very handsome, she noticed, with his mop of dark curls and his deep brown eyes. She gazed at him before getting a nudge disturbing her thoughts. "Mr Carson'll probably be in his office. Either that or the servants' hall," she said, trying not to look at him. "Ta," he said, before striding off to find Mr Carson.

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