Lady Edith Crawley has endured this custody! She’s endured this imprisonment. Her life has been stolen from her. She’s living in a town she has no wish to live in; she’s living a life she has no wish to live. How did this happen? She wrestles alone in the dark, in the deep dark, and only she can know, only she can understand her own condition. She chooses not the suffocating anesthetic of the suburbs, but the violent jolt of the capital. That is her choice.