Drinking one hasty cup of tea, she sent for her bonnet, and hastened away to the great lady, whom she found rising from breakfast with the marquis.
Lady Arpington read Gower's note.

She unburdened herself: 'Oh! So it 's no longer a bachelor's household!' Henrietta heaved the biggest of sighs.

'I fear the poor dear may have made matters worse.' To which Lady Arpington said: 'Worse or better, my child!' and shrugged; for the present situation strained to snapping.
She proposed to go forthwith, and give what support she could to the Countess of Fleetwood.
They descended the steps of the house to the garden and the Green Park's gravel walk up to Piccadilly.

There they had view of Lord Fleetwood on horseback leisurely turning out of the main way's tide.

They saw him alight at the mews.