For,--as she well knew,--there is a difficulty in the catching of fish.
Lady Milborough, in her kind anxiety on Nora's behalf,--that the fish should be landed before Nora might be swept away in her sister's ruin,--hardly knew what step she might safely take.

Mrs.Trevelyan would not see her again,--having already declared that any further interview would be painful and useless.

She had spoken to Trevelyan, but Trevelyan had declared that he could do nothing.

What was there that he could have done?
He could not, as he said, overlook the gross improprieties of his wife's conduct, because his wife's sister had, or might possibly have, a lover.

And then as to speaking to Mr.
Glascock himself,--nobody knew better than Lady Milborough how very apt fish are to be frightened.
But at last Lady Milborough did speak to Mr.Glascock,--making no allusion whatever to the hook prepared for himself, but saying a word or two as to the affairs of that other fish, whose circumstances, as he floundered about in the bucket of matrimony, were not as happy as they might have been.