He won't need them.

His father's very rich.

He's told me so hundreds of times." A half dozen times would have been nearer the mark and this would probably represent the number of their meetings, once at a ball at Sadler's Wells Gardens and afterwards at stolen opportunities which the ingenious Lavinia contrived to bring about.
To tell the honest truth, Lavinia's gallant Archibald Dorrimore, the young Templar, served only to amuse the young lady.

She was not blind to the fact that he was a fop and not blessed with too much brain.

She had seen many of his sort before and did not trust them.