She won't mind the distance.

She lies in bed, her eyes shut or open, never sleeping, hears any mouse.

It shouldn't go on, if we can do a thing to help.' 'I'm off,' said Gower, unwontedly vexed at his empty pocket, that could not offer the means for conveyance to a couple of young women.
The dark-browed girl sent her straight eyes at him.

They pushed him to hasten.

On second thoughts, he stopped and hailed her; he was moved to confirm an impression of this girl's features.
His mind was directed to the business burning behind them, honestly enough, as soon as he had them in sight again.
'I ought to have the address of some of her people, in case,' he said.
'She won't go to her uncle, I 'm sure of that,' said Madge.