She perfectly appreciates her own position and knows that she can either marry a rich man of second-rate family, or a poor man of good blood, a younger son or a half ruined gentleman at large like San Miniato, and she hesitates.

She is not quite sure of the value of money yet.

It might be delightful to be even much richer than she is, because there are so many delightful things to be done in the world with money alone.

But it might turn out to be equally agreeable to have a great name, to be somebody, to be a necessary part of society in short, because society does a number of agreeable things not wholly dependent upon cash for being pleasant, and indeed often largely dependent on credit.
San Miniato attracts her, and she does not deny the fact to herself.

He is handsome, tall, fair, graceful and exceedingly well dressed.