Salome was too unworldly, too pure, and holy, to suspect that these offers had been made her from any other motive than personal preference.

It was possible, then, that she might be loved.

If other men preferred her, so also might he on whom she had fixed.

And now it had come to this with the dreaming girl--she resolved to think no more of retiring to a convent, but to live in the world that contained her hero; to keep herself free from all engagements for his sake, to give _herself_ to him, if possible, if not to give his land back to him some day, at least.

So in her secret soul she consecrated herself in a pure devotion to a man she had never seen, and who did not even know of her existence.
When Parliament rose at the end of the London season, Sir Lemuel Levison took his daughter on an extended Continental tour, showing her all the wonders of nature, and all the glories of art in countries and cities.
And Salome was interested and instructed, of course.