"Yes; I'll pay the rent, and I'll send them up with some coals.

Oh, don't be afraid; you shall pay me when things come right.

Don't you see, my good girl, that I am glad to be able to help you--that it gratifies _my_ pride?
There, sit down and warm yourself, and try to eat some more food.

I wish it were better worth eating: but we shall see." He laid his hand on her shoulder as he passed her on his way to the door, and Celia, blinded by tears, took the hand and carried it to her lips.
Mr.Clendon went down to his own room, almost as barely furnished as Celia's had become; and he stood for a moment or two looking round it with a sigh; then he took up his worn hat and stick, and went out.

With bent head, and eyes fixed on the pavement, he made his way to Grosvenor Square; and, mounting the steps of one of the largest of the houses, rang the bell.