Mr.Soames had secured his services, and though he was willing to do all in his power to mitigate the sufferings of the family, he could not abandon the duty he had undertaken.

He named another attorney, however, and then sent the poor woman home in his wife's carriage.

"I fear that unfortunate man is guilty.

I fear he is," Mr.Walker had said to his wife within ten minutes of the departure of the visitor.
Mrs.Crawley would not allow herself to be driven up to the garden gate before her own house, but had left the carriage some three hundred yards off down the road, and from thence she walked home.
It was now quite dark.

It was nearly six in the evening on a wet December night, and although cloaks and shawls had been supplied to her, she was wet and cold when she reached her home.