No, Major the Hon.

Hugh Taverel did not come near it--very far short, indeed! He had talked to her during the whole of dinner the night before about jackal-hunting with a bobbery pack--not at all an elevated mind.

Yes, he might be a very good fellow, but as a companion for life she was sure he would not be at all suitable.

She would wait.
And she has waited.

I never thought she would, but she has.