What she saw was the weakness in his eyes and mouth.

With such a man, she thought, there was little to fear; but there was nothing to love.

If she asked, he would give, if she opposed him, he would surrender, if she lost her temper and commanded, he would obey with petulant docility.

She should be obliged to take refuge in vanity in order to get any satisfaction out of her life, and she was not naturally vain.

The luxuries of those days were familiar to her from her childhood.