But she allowed herself to feel no anger against the husband, and went through her parish work, thanking him for his assistance.
Of Mr.Giles she had seen very little, and since her misfortune with Enoch Gubby, she had made no further attempt to interfere with the wages of the persons employed.

Into the houses of some of the poor she had made her way, but she fancied that they were not glad to see her.

They might, perhaps, have all heard of her reputation, and Gubby's daughter may have congratulated herself that there was another in the parish as bad as herself, or perhaps, happily, worse.

The owner of all the wealth around strove to make Mrs.Button become a messenger of charity between herself and some of the poor; but Mrs.Button altogether declined the employment, although, as her mistress had ascertained, she herself performed her own little missions of charity with zeal.

Before the fortnight was over, Lady Ongar was sick of her house and her park, utterly disregardful of her horses and oxen, and unmindful even of the pleasant stream which in these Spring days rippled softly at the bottom of her gardens.
She had undertaken to be back in London early in May, by appointment with her lawyer, and had unfortunately communicated the fact to Madame Gordeloup.