carriage brought and--'

'I will walk. If I am to go, I will walk,' shouted Mr Crawley.

'I did not allude to you--or to Mr Walker,' said the poor wife. 'I know
you have been most kind. I meant the harshness of the circumstances. Of
course he is innocent, and you must feel for him.'

'Yes, I feel for him, and for you too, ma'am.'

'That is all I meant. He knows his own innocence, and therefore he is
unwilling to give way in anything.'

'Of course he knows hisself, that's certain. But he'd better come in
the carriage, if only because of the dirt and slush.'

'He will go in the carriage; and I will go with him. There will be room
for you there, sir.'

Thompson looked up at the rain, and told himself that it was very cold.
Then he remembered Mr Walker's injunction, and bethought himself that
Mrs Crawley, in spite of her poverty, was a lady. He conceived even
unconsciously the idea that something was due to her because of her
poverty. 'I'll go with the driver,' said he, 'but he'll only give
hisself a deal of trouble if he tries to get out.'

'He won't; he won't,' said Mrs Crawley. 'And I thank you with all my
heart.'

'Come along, then,' said Thompson.