Send your blessing to yours in life and death, through all transformations, 'TONY.' That was all.

Not a word of the lover about to be decorated with the title of husband.

No confession of love, nor a single supplicating word to her friend, in excuse for the abrupt decision to so grave a step.
Her previous description of, him, as a 'gentlemanly official' in his appearance, conjured him up most distastefully.

True, she might have made a more lamentable choice; a silly lordling, or a hero of scandals; but if a gentlemanly official was of stabler mould, he failed to harmonize quite so well with the idea of a creature like Tony.

Perhaps Mr.Redworth also failed in something.