"Will not the friends of the man who can produce such a little masterpiece as this," the journals said, "save him from wasting his time on lumber for the reviews, and drivelling tales ?" And Tommy suggested to Elspeth that she might show Grizel this exhortation also.
Grizel saw she was not helping him at all.

If he would not fight, why should she?
Oh, let her fall and fall, it would not take her farther from him! These were the thoughts that sent her into solitude, to meet with worse ones.

She could not face the morrow.

"What shall I do to-morrow ?" She never shrank from to-day--it had its duties; it could be got through: but to-morrow was a never-ending road.

Oh, how could she get through to-morrow?
Her great friend at this time was Corp; because he still retained his faith in Tommy.