After supper, without moving him at all, she reproached the Terror bitterly for not refusing firmly.
The next afternoon therefore the three of them walked, by a foot-path across the fields, to the Grange.

Surprise and extreme pleasure were mingled with the respect with which Mawley ushered them into the drawing-room; and he almost ran to apprise Sir James of their coming.
Sir James was at the moment wondering very anxiously whether he would find Mrs.Dangerfield on the bank of the stream that evening watching her children fish.

His night's rest had trebled his interest in her and his desire to see more, a great deal more, of her.

The appeal to him of her frail and delicate beauty was stronger than ever.
At dinner the night before he had questioned Mawley, with a careless enough air, about her, and had learned that Mr.Dangerfield had been dead seven years, that she had a very small income, and was hard put to it to make both ends meet.

His compassion had been deeply stirred; she was so plainly a creature who deserved the smoothest path in life.