He would put her in Mrs.Godfrey's care, and ask her to keep her safe until they had made their plans.

Mrs.
Godfrey was a woman of the world; she would make allowances for any human creature so broken and buffeted in the battle of life, whose womanhood had been so tempted and crushed.

His mother was kind-hearted, but her sympathies were less broad, and she often failed in tact.

Leah would be to her a puzzling enigma.

He felt with shrewd intuition that it would be impossible for them to understand each other.
"No, it must be my dear Mrs.Godfrey," he said to himself.