Mrs.Weston was very ready to say how attentive and pleasant a companion he made himself--how much she saw to like in his disposition altogether.

He appeared to have a very open temper--certainly a very cheerful and lively one; she could observe nothing wrong in his notions, a great deal decidedly right; he spoke of his uncle with warm regard, was fond of talking of him--said he would be the best man in the world if he were left to himself; and though there was no being attached to the aunt, he acknowledged her kindness with gratitude, and seemed to mean always to speak of her with respect.

This was all very promising; and, but for such an unfortunate fancy for having his hair cut, there was nothing to denote him unworthy of the distinguished honour which her imagination had given him; the honour, if not of being really in love with her, of being at least very near it, and saved only by her own indifference--( for still her resolution held of never marrying)--the honour, in short, of being marked out for her by all their joint acquaintance.
Mr.Weston, on his side, added a virtue to the account which must have some weight.

He gave her to understand that Frank admired her extremely--thought her very beautiful and very charming; and with so much to be said for him altogether, she found she must not judge him harshly.

As Mrs.Weston observed, "all young people would have their little whims." There was one person among his new acquaintance in Surry, not so leniently disposed.