She had, in truth, known more of Mr.Crawley personally, than had any one in the county, unless it was the dean.

The younger Lady Lufton, the present Lord Lufton's wife, had sojourned at one time in Mr.Crawley's house, amidst the Crawley poverty, living as they lived, and nursing Mrs.Crawley through an illness which had well nigh been fatal to her; and the younger Lady Lufton believed in Mr.Crawley,--as Mr.Crawley also believed in her.
"It is quite impossible, my dear," the old woman said to her daughter-in-law.
"Quite impossible, my lady." The dowager was always called "my lady," both by her own daughter and by her son's wife, except in the presence of their children, when she was addressed as "grandmamma." "Think how well I knew him.

It's no use talking of evidence.

No evidence would make me believe it." "Nor me; and I think it a great shame that such a report should be spread about." "I suppose Mr.Soames could not help himself ?" said the younger lady, who was not herself very fond of Mr.Soames.
"Ludovic says that he has only done what he was obliged to do." The Ludovic spoken of was Lord Lufton.
This took place in the morning, but in the evening the affair was again discussed at Framley Hall.

Indeed, for some days, there was hardly any other subject held to be worthy of discussion in the county.