As regarded the grave charges brought against Lady Ongar, Harry still gave no credit to them, still looked upon them as calumnies, in spite of the damning advocacy of Sophie and her brother; but he felt that she must have dabbled in very dirty water to have returned to England with such claimants on her friendship as these.

He had not much admired the count, but the count's sister had been odious to him.

"I will be your friend.

Believe me." Harry Clavering stamped upon the pavement as he thought of the little Pole's offer to him.

She be his friend! No, indeed; not if there were no other friend for him in all London.
Sophie, too, had her thoughts about him.