The one thing that touched her keenly, the one thing which she feared and hated was poverty, and all that poverty means to women of her rank and nature.

But there was no help for it; the charming house in Bolton Steet had to be given up, and purgatory must be faced, in a flat, near the Edgware Road.
Lady Honoria was miserable, indeed had it not been that fortunately for herself she possessed plenty of relations more or less grand, whom she might continually visit for weeks and even for months at a stretch, she could scarcely have endured her altered life.
But strangely enough Geoffrey soon found that he was happier than he had been since his marriage.

To begin with, he set to work like a man, and work is a great source of happiness to all vigorous-minded folk.

It is not, in truth, a particularly cheerful occupation to pass endless days in hanging about law-courts amongst a crowd of unbriefed Juniors, and many nights in reading up the law one has forgotten and threading the many intricacies of the Judicature Act.

But it happened that his father, a younger brother of Sir Robert's, had been a solicitor, and though he was dead, and all direct interest with the firm was severed, yet another uncle remained in it, and the partners did not forget Geoffrey in his difficulties.
They sent him what work they could without offending their standing counsel, and he did it well.