He was himself so strong and honest that he inspired her with courage.

She knew, also, that if she were driven to the extremity of confiding in any one she would choose Mr.
Juxon rather than Mr.Ambrose.The vicar had been her first friend and she owed him much; but the squire had won her confidence by his noble generosity after she had told him her story.

She said to herself that he was more of a man than the vicar.

And now he had come to her at the time of her greatest distress, and she was glad to see him.
Mr.Juxon entered the room softly, feeling that he was in the presence of a sick person.

Mrs.Goddard turned her pathetic face towards him and held out her hand.
"I am so glad to see you," she said, trying to seem cheerful.
"I fear you are ill, Mrs.Goddard," answered the squire, looking at her anxiously and then seating himself by her side.