She had played with the fancy, before anger banished it, that if she had been twenty years younger....

Men had fallen madly in love with her in her own day....

She detected the symptoms in this man at once.

Her savage will compelled her to accept accumulating years without a concession.

But she had forgotten nothing.
Ruyler may have read her thoughts.
"You know," he said, with an attempt at lightness, although the coast wind tan, which was his only claim to coloring, had paled a little, "that girl reminds me so much of you that I have made up my mind to marry her.
I don't care who she is.