She did not desire her son to starve or come to social shame, although he had married Fanny; and Fanny, after all, was rather a belle, and the daughter of a rich merchant, who would have to support them.

She knew, of course, that Fanny supposed her husband would share in the great Burt property.

But as Mrs.Dinks herself believed the same thing, that did not surprise her.

In fact, they would all be gainers by it; and nothing now remained but to devote herself to securing that result.
The first step under the circumstances was clearly a visit to the Newts, and the ring which had sent Mrs.Newt from the room was Mrs.Dinks's.
Mrs.Dagon was alone when Mrs.Dinks entered, and Mrs.Dagon was by no means sure, whatever she said to Nancy, that Mrs.Dinks had not outwitted them all.

As she entered Mrs.Dagon put up her glasses and gazed at her; and when Mrs.Dinks saluted her, Mrs.Dagon bowed behind the glasses, as if she were bowing through a telescope at the planet Jupiter.
"Good-morning, Mrs.Dagon!" "Good-morning, Mrs.Dinks!" replied that lady, still contemplating the other as if she were a surprising and incomprehensible phenomenon.
Profound silence followed.