Matthew gently placed Mary down on the snow, her smile still wide upon her face.

'Are you sure this isn't all a dream?' Mary asked.

'Let me prove it to you,' said Matthew, and he warmly kissed Mary on the lips.

'I don't think I'll sleep tonight,' said Mary as they pulled apart.

'Neither will I,' said Matthew as he pulled Mary into his chest, and hugged him tightly. They embraced each other's warmth, both completely contented at happy at last.

'I ought to go,' said Matthew, 'Mother will be worried.'

'Of course. But when will we tell everyone?'

'I'll come to Downton. First thing in the morning. We can tell everyone then. Then we can make plans.'

'I just can't believe it's all happening!' Mary said breathlessly.

'It is, my darling. It is. Now, will you give your fiancé one more kiss before he has to depart?'

Mary leant up to Matthew and kissed him gently. She didn't want to let go, but she knew she would see him soon.

'Night Mary,' he smiled, and he trudged out into the snow, and back to Crawley house.

Mary walked back inside, and the warmth of Downton hit her as she shut the door behind her. Standing there before her was Carson with a large smile on his face.

'Carson! How unexpected! How long have you been here?'

'Long enough, milady. But I shan't tell a soul. Though I can't deny I am thrilled for you, milady.'

Mary began to cry with happiness and flung her arms around Carson's large waist. 'Oh Carson…' she wept into his stomach.

'You are cold, milady, why don't you head upstairs?'

Mary pulled away, and stared on ore up at Carson, with a big smile. 'I'll say goodnight, Carson.'

'Goodnight, milady.'