Could it be that her aunt supposed that any young man would come and wish to marry her,--her, Dorothy Stanbury?
She herself had not quite so strong an aversion to men in general as that which Priscilla felt, but she had not as yet found that any of those whom she had seen at Exeter were peculiarly agreeable to her.

Before she went to bed that night her aunt said a word to her which startled her more than she had ever been startled before.

On that evening Miss Stanbury had a few friends to drink tea with her.

There were Mr.and Mrs.Crumbie, and Mrs.MacHugh of course, and the Cheritons from Alphington, and the Miss Apjohns from Helion Villa, and old Mr.Powel all the way from Haldon, and two of the Wrights from their house in the Northernhay, and Mr.Gibson;--but the Miss Frenches from Heavitree were not there.

"Why don't you have the Miss Frenches, aunt ?" Dorothy had asked.
"Bother the Miss Frenches! I'm not bound to have them every time.
There's Camilla has been and got herself a band-box on the back of her head a great deal bigger than the place inside where her brains ought to be." But the band-box at the back of Camilla French's head was not the sole cause of the omission of the two sisters from the list of Miss Stanbury's visitors on this occasion.
The party went off very much as usual.