No, no.

Let one of you be saved out of it, at least." Aunt Stanbury had more than once made use of expressions which brought the faintest touch of gentle pink up to her niece's cheeks.
We must do Dorothy the justice of saying that she had never dreamed of being looked at by any gentleman, whether decent or indecent.

Her life at Nuncombe Putney had been of such a nature, that though she knew that other girls were looked at, and even made love to, and that they got married and had children, no dim vision of such a career for herself had ever presented itself to her eyes.

She had known very well that her mother and sister and herself were people apart,--ladies, and yet so extremely poor, that they could only maintain their rank by the most rigid seclusion.

To live, and work unseen, was what the world had ordained for her.