That night was piteous with the rain of my grief.

But Grace was at hand to comfort, to counsel, to instruct, which she did with her own peculiar figures of speech.
"You are a brave little thing!" she said.

"I am glad you had spirit to act on the first notice to quit.

It would have been so much more humiliating to have waited for a forcible ejectment." And I promised to accompany her to London..