She knew perfectly well that she could do and dare what other girls of her age could never venture--that she had fascination, resource, brain.
Already, in these few weeks--Smiles played about her lips as she thought of that quiet grave gentleman of thirty she had been meeting at the Hardens'.

His grandfather might write what he pleased.

It did not alter the fact that during the last few weeks Mr.Aldous Raeburn, clearly one of the _partis_ most coveted, and one of the men most observed, in the neighbourhood, had taken and shown a very marked interest in Mr.Boyce's daughter--all the more marked because of the reserved manner with which it had to contend.
No! whatever happened, she would carve her path, make her own way, and her parents' too.

At twenty-one, nothing looks irrevocable.

A woman's charm, a woman's energy should do it all.
Ay, and something else too.