But it was well girls should learn to measure themselves against others--should find their proper place.
All the same, he was quite fond of her, the small kittenish thing.

An old friend of his, and of the Hoopers, had once described her as a girl "with a real talent for flirtation and an engaging penury of mind." Pryce thought the description good.

She could be really engaging sometimes, when she was happy and amused, and properly dressed.

But ever since the appearance of Constance Bledlow she seemed to have suffered eclipse; to have grown plain and dull.
He stayed talking to her, however, a little while, seeing that Constance Bledlow had gone indoors; and then he departed.

Alice ran upstairs, locked her door, and stood looking at herself in the glass.