Delia Floyd was a girl of more than ordinary attractions, and it is not surprising that young Wallingford was drawn, fascinated, within the charmed circle of her influence.

She was, by no means, the weak, vain, beautiful young woman, that the brief allusion I have made to her might naturally lead the reader to infer.

I had possessed good opportunities for observing her, for our families were intimate, and she was frequently at our house.

Her father had given her a good education--not showy; but of the solid kind.

She was fond of books, and better read, I think, in the literature of the day, than any other young lady in S----.
Her conversational powers were of a high order.