But she had never had the slightest pleasure in his society, and had only not been wretched because she had not as yet recognised that she had an identity of her own in the disposition of which she herself should have a voice.

She certainly had never cared to dance with Lord Nidderdale.

Lord Grasslough she had absolutely hated, though at first she had hardly dared to say so.

One or two others had been obnoxious to her in different ways, but they had passed on, or were passing on, out of her way.

There was no one at the present moment whom she had been commanded by her father to accept should an offer be made.