"I don't believe there is a speck of gold in Lady Lucas."
"Ah, that is just what you and I can't judge. We can't see with her eyes, you know, or understand exactly how things look to her. She may be acting most conscientiously even in keeping away from us. I believe she really is extremely kind and benevolent—to other people."
"People who don't need it."
"People who do need it."
"Oh—the poor. But then, of course, that is quite easy. People are praised for being kind to the poor," said Emmeline shrewdly.
"Yes; and she would not be praised for kindness to us. Her friends would even say—'How odd!'"
"I would not stop for such a reason."
"It is not at all impossible that Sir Cyril may."
"But it isn't as if my father—It isn't as if all that were not over—"
"Or rather, as if he were not fighting a brave battle! Even if it should not just yet be complete victory, I do think he ought to have help and sympathy . . . But that is not the way some people judge."