Daphne is very much smitten with him, too.

I'm sorry for Daphne! Well, I'll take your advice; I'll try to have some talk with him." "Do, please; I feel sure I have hit upon it.

He has got himself engaged in a hurry to some girl he doesn't really care about, and he is far too much of a gentleman to break it off, though he's in love quite another way with Daphne." Just at that moment the door opened and my aunt entered.
"Why, where's Daphne ?" she cried, looking about her and arranging her black lace shawl.
"She has just run out into Westbourne Grove to get some gloves and a flower for the fete this evening," Hilda answered.

Then she added, significantly, "Mr.Holsworthy has gone with her." "What?
That boy's been here again ?" "Yes, Lady Tepping.

He called to see Daphne." My aunt turned to me with an aggrieved tone.