I know. [She answers quietly, aware that what he's saying is true. Admittedly she is much better than she used to be when she was younger. Back then, being cruel in the game was fun. Now, she tends to play for the sake of enjoyment, as a bit of cat and mouse. She's the type of woman who enjoys being desired, being chased. In her maturity though, she only encourages the pursuers that she plans to allow to catch her.

Mary isn't expecting the title though, and her eyebrow raises ever so slightly. She puts her hand in his.]

How do you do, my Lord? Lady Mary Crawley. Thank you for your help. I am sad to admit that I have never heard of your land.