In fact, there had been relaxed moods in which she had dallied pleasantly with the thought of marrying him.

She might, indeed, have married him already had it not been for the obvious social descent.
Also, she thought for a moment of Miss Gardner.

In this matter she had likewise been quite right.

However, aside from the deception Miss Gardner had practiced, she had seemed a nice girl; and Mrs.De Peyster was lenient enough to feel a very honest wish that the husband, who had so rapidly disappeared, was a decent sort of man.

Perhaps later she might favor them with some trifling present.
She had a light luncheon, for it was her custom to eat but little at midday, and spent part of the afternoon with a comfortable sense of improvement over one of John Fiske's volumes of colonial history; popular novels she abhorred as frivolities beneath her.