Lady Georgiana Pratt, Lady Evelina Pratt! Any name would do with that prefix.

His eye travelled as far as Sybell and stopped again.
She was "the right sort" herself, and she dressed in the right way.

Why could not Ada and Selina imitate her?
But he had never forgiven her the fact that he had met "a crew of cads" at her house, whom he had been obliged to cut afterwards in the Row.

No, Sybell would not have done for him.

She surrounded herself with vulgar people.
Captain Pratt was far too well-mannered to be guilty of staring, except at pretty maid-servants or shop-girls, and his eye was moved on by the rigid police of etiquette which ruled his every movement.