Mrs.Godfrey is so clever--she has an idea already.

Did you ever see Mrs.Richardson, who lives in the red house on the road to Combe--Sandy Hollow, I think they call it ?" "Do you mean that very eccentric old lady whom Mrs.Godfrey always calls Mother Quixote, who is so rich, and always travels with a white Persian cat?
Of course I have seen her at church.

She is stout, rather addicted to gorgeous raiment, and wears a gold pince-nez." "That is the very person!" exclaimed Elizabeth.

"Oh yes, she is excessively rich, has not a relative in the world, gives half her income away, and, as dear Mrs.Godfrey expresses it, spends a good deal of her time in trying to wash her black sheep white, and weeping over her failures." "And I am afraid does more harm than good in the long run," observed Malcolm; but Elizabeth would not allow this.
"She is the drollest old dear in the world," she went on, "and is quite a Mrs.Malaprop in some of her sayings, but she has the best and kindest heart in the world.

Mrs.Godfrey means to enlist her sympathies on Leah's behalf, and we have no fear of the result." "And you think this good lady will be able to help Miss Jacobi ?" "We are quite sure of it.