Though heartbroken, she was saved.

Lydia felt almost joyous for an instant.

Bower's gossip might yet be deprived of its sting, for Mr.Egremont would be gone, and--Monday was so near.
It was the reaction from her terror.

She could think of nothing for the moment but that Thyrza must be preserved from future risk by marriage.
Thyrza was lying exhausted.

Lydia, deep in thought, was surprised to see a faint smile on the beautiful pale face.
'You thought he loved me ?' was whispered.