She could not feel this in the Cogglesby saloons, among pitiable bourgeoises--middle-class people daily soiled by the touch of tradesmen.
They dragged her down.

Their very homage was a mockery.
Let the Countess have due credit for still allowing Evan to visit Beckley Court to follow up his chance.

If Demogorgon betrayed her there, the Count was her protector: a woman rises to her husband.

But a man is what he is, and must stand upon that.

She was positive Evan had committed himself in some manner.