He takes a lantern if it's dark.' Mrs.Thornburgh said no more.

Her eyes and gestures were all alive again with energy and hope.

She had given her shake to Mrs.Leyburn's mind.
Much good might it do! But, after all, she had the poorest opinion of the widow's capacities as an ally.
She and her companion said a few more excited, affectionate, and apologetic things to one another, and then she departed.
Both mother and knitting were found by Agnes half an hour later in a state of considerable confusion.

But Mrs.Leyburn kept her own counsel, having resolved for once, with a timid and yet delicious excitement, to act as the head of the family.
Meanwhile Mrs.Thornburgh was laying plans on her own account.
'Ten o'clock-moonlight,' said that contriving person to herself going home--'at least if the clouds hold up--that'll do--couldn't be better.' To any person familiar with her character the signs of some unusual preoccupation were clear enough in Mrs.Leyburn during this Thursday evening.

Catherine noticed them at once when she got back from High Ghyll about eight o'clock, and wondered first of all what was the matter; and then, with more emphasis, why the trouble was not immediately communicated to her.