That Lucy should lie to her, of all persons, and in so calm and self-possessed a manner; and about Bart, of all men--sent a shudder through her heart, that paled her cheek and tightened her lips.

Once before she had consulted Jane and had been rebuffed.

Now she would depend upon herself.
Retracing her steps and turning sharply to the right, she ordered Meg home in a firm voice, watched the dog slink off and then walked straight down a side road to Captain Nat Holt's house.

That the captain occupied a different station in life from herself did not deter her.
She felt at the moment that the honor of the Cobden name lay in her keeping.

The family had stood by her in her trouble; now she would stand by them.
The captain sat on his front porch reading a newspaper.