Somehow she felt that the world, or at least society owed her for taking away her husband.

The world must pay.

She sympathized with the young man who was appealing to her for friendship.

Why not help him?
"Do you really, really want to know what I think ?" asked Constance after he had at last told her his wretched story.

It was the first time that she had looked at him since she realized that he was unburdening the truth to her.
"Yes," he answered eagerly, catching her eye.