Joe pondered the lady's tale of woe.  Despite the wealth, they had feelings, fears, and problems too... just like anyone else.

"Sorry for your troubles, Miss." He paused but a moment, reflecting on his own relationships at home.  Sternness from his father, dislike from his brother, distanced from his older sister.  But there were bright spots: he stood on good terms with his youngest sister.  The lady here reminded Joe of her, her smile probably.  Maybe that's why he stopped his trolley for awhile. 

"Family can be a right bother, an' all." Joe added.

Joe saw the young lady's attractive features were tainted with tears as she grappled with her lot.  There wasn't a lot he could to help her on a practical level.

"'ankerchief, Miss?" he asked, fumbling with his coat "it's clean.  'onest!" he asserted.