She seemed to have a universal spirit of good-humour.

She never was so fast in a book but she would leave it to talk to the old or play with the young; and her politeness was unfailing.

Elizabeth gave no trouble, but she seemed to have as little notion of giving pleasure; except to herself.

_That_ she did perfectly and without stop.

For the rest, half the time she hardly seemed to know what was going on with the rest of the world.
So the summer wore on, with great comfort to most parties.
Perhaps Winthrop was an exception.