When the niece came to know her aunt more intimately, there might be confidence between them, and then they would do better.

But Mrs Greenow would spare neither herself nor her purse on Kate's behalf, and she would be a dragon of watchfulness in protecting her from the evil desires of such useless men as Captain Bellfield.
"I declare, Kate, I don't understand you," she said one morning to her niece as they sat together over a late breakfast.

They had fallen into luxurious habits, and I am afraid it was past eleven o'clock, although the breakfast things were still on the table.

Kate would usually bathe before breakfast, but Mrs Greenow was never out of her room till half-past ten.

"I like the morning for contemplation," she once said.