If it were a sick mother, then money and wine would be dispatched.

I have heard since that even if their love affairs went wrong, it was always "my lady" who set them right, and many a happy marriage took place from Tayne Abbey.
It was just the same with the poor on the estate; she was a friend to each one, man, woman or child.

Her face was like a sunbeam in the cottages, yet she was by no means unwise or indiscriminate in her charities.

When the people had employment she gave nothing but kind words; where they were industrious, and could not get work, she helped them liberally; where they were idle, and would not work, "my lady" lectured with grave sweetness that was enough to convert the most hardened sinner.
Every one sought her in distress, her loving sweetness of disposition was so well known.

Great ladies came from London sometimes, looking world-worn and weary, longing for comfort and sympathy.