So far as money was concerned, she was literally at the end of her resources.

Her only friends were friends in Canada.

After what she had said to him in the boudoir, it would be quite useless to appeal to the sympathies of Julian Gray.

In the pecuniary sense, and in one word, she was absolutely incapable of gratifying her own vindictive longings.

And there sat the mistress of Mablethorpe House, perfectly well aware of it.
Lady Janet pointed to the empty chair.
"Suppose you sit down again ?" she suggested.