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Then that poor child would be safe
from these designing, horrid people. Mrs. Fyne did not know what it
might mean to be suddenly reduced from riches to absolute penury. Fyne
with his masculine imagination was less inclined to rejoice extravagantly
at the girl's escape from the moral dangers which had been menacing her
defenceless existence. It was a confoundedly big price to pay. What an
unfortunate little thing she was! "We might be able to do something to
comfort that poor child at any rate for the time she is here," said Mrs.
Fyne. She felt under a sort of moral obligation not to be indifferent.
But no comfort for anyone could be got by rushing out into the street at
this early hour; and so, following the advice of Fyne not to act hastily,
they both sat down at the window and stared feelingly at the great house,
awful to their eyes in its stolid, prosperous, expensive respectability
with ruin absolutely standing at the door.
By that time, or very soon after, all Brighton had the information and
formed a more or less just appreciation of its gravity.


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