The little which she could understand, however, appeared to contradict the very few notions she had entertained on the matter before.

It seemed as if a good view were no longer to be taken from the top of an high hill, and that a clear blue sky was no longer a proof of a fine day.

She was heartily ashamed of her ignorance.

A misplaced shame.

Where people wish to attach, they should always be ignorant.
To come with a well-informed mind is to come with an inability of administering to the vanity of others, which a sensible person would always wish to avoid.