For a woman such as herself there was no path open to her energy, other than that of getting a husband.

Nora Rowley thought of all this till she was almost sick of the prospect of her life,--especially sick of it when she was told with much authority by the Lady Milboroughs of her acquaintance that it was her bounden duty to fall in love with Mr.Glascock.As to falling in love with Mr.Glascock, she had not as yet quite made up her mind.

There was so much to be said on that side of the question, if such falling in love could only be made possible.

But she had quite made up her mind that she would never fall in love with a poor man.

In spite, however, of all that, she felt herself compelled to make comparisons between Mr.Glascock and one Mr.Hugh Stanbury, a gentleman who had not a shilling.
Mr.Hugh Stanbury had been at college the most intimate friend of Louis Trevelyan, and at Oxford had been, in spite of Trevelyan's successes, a bigger man than his friend.