I felt those two were best left together.
"It's no use, though, Dr.Cumberledge!" Hilda put in, as soon as they were gone.

"He WON'T propose, though he has had every encouragement.
I don't know what's the matter; but I've been watching them both for weeks, and somehow things seem never to get any forwarder." "You think he's in love with her ?" I asked.
"In love with her! Well, you have eyes in your head, I know; where could they have been looking?
He's madly in love--a very good kind of love, too.

He genuinely admires and respects and appreciates all Daphne's sweet and charming qualities." "Then what do you suppose is the matter ?" "I have an inkling of the truth: I imagine Mr.Cecil must have let himself in for a prior attachment." "If so, why does he hang about Daphne ?" "Because--he can't help himself.

He's a good fellow and a chivalrous fellow.

He admires your cousin; but he must have got himself into some foolish entanglement elsewhere which he is too honourable to break off; while at the same time he's far too much impressed by Daphne's fine qualities to be able to keep away from her.