I think Mrs Pipkin was right, and that Mrs Hurtle, with all her faults, was a good-natured woman.

CHAPTER XCVIII — MARIE MELMOTTE’S FATE

In the meantime Marie Melmotte was living with Madame Melmotte in their lodgings up at Hampstead, and was taking quite a new look out into the world.  Fisker had become her devoted servant,—­not with that old-fashioned service which meant making love, but with perhaps a truer devotion to her material interests.  He had ascertained on her behalf that she was the undoubted owner of the money which her father had made over to her on his first arrival in England,—­and she also had made herself mistress of that fact with equal precision.  It would have astonished those who had known her six months since could they now have seen how excellent a woman...