But we still spoke low, and our hearts ached whenever we thought of my lady sitting there alone in the darkened room, with the light ever falling on that one solemn page.
We wished, O how I wished that she would see Mr.Gray! But Adams said, she thought my lady ought to have a bishop come to see her.

Still no one had authority enough to send for one.
Mr.Horner all this time was suffering as much as any one.

He was too faithful a servant of the great Hanbury family, though now the family had dwindled down to a fragile old lady, not to mourn acutely over its probable extinction.

He had, besides, a deeper sympathy and reverence with, and for, my lady, in all things, than probably he ever cared to show, for his manners were always measured and cold.

He suffered from sorrow.