"I was married on my eighteenth birthday." "My dear Lady Carfax," he said again.

And with that silence fell once more between them, but in some magic fashion his sympathy imparted itself to her.

She could feel it as one feels sudden sunshine on a cold day.

It warmed her to the heart.
She moved at length, turning towards him, and at once he spoke, as if she had thereby set him at liberty to do so.
"Shall I tell you what I do when I find myself very badly up against anything ?" he said.
"Yes, tell me." Instinctively she drew nearer to him.

There was that about this man that attracted her irresistibly.
"It's a very simple remedy," he said, "simpler than praying.