To her he had seemed like a god.

If she might be allowed to be wooed by Sir Felix Carbury, and to give herself to him, she thought that she would be contented.
'How well you dance,' said Sir Felix, as soon as he had breath for speaking.
'Do I ?' She spoke with a slightly foreign accent, which gave a little prettiness to her speech.

'I was never told so.

But nobody ever told me anything about myself.' 'I should like to tell you everything about yourself, from the beginning to the end.' 'Ah,--but you don't know.' 'I would find out.

I think I could make some good guesses.