He was quiet, and looked like a gentleman, and was reputed for no vices.

Nor did she quarrel with her fate in that he himself was not addicted to any pleasures.

She herself did not care much for pleasure.

But she did care to be a great lady,--one who would be allowed to swim out of rooms before others, one who could snub others, one who could show real diamonds when others wore paste, one who might be sure to be asked everywhere even by the people who hated her.

She rather liked being hated by women and did not want any man to be in love with her,--except as far as might be sufficient for the purpose of marriage.