Also she liked the people.

Mentally she epitomized each of the inmates of the house.

Lady Manorwater was all she had pictured her--a dear, whimsical, untidy creature, with odd shreds of cleverness and a heart of gold.

She liked the boy Arthur, and the spectacled people seemed harmless.

Bertha she was prepared to adore, for behind the languor and wit she saw a very kindly and capable young woman fashioned after her own heart.