She wants to be admired,--and to make use of the admiration she shall achieve for the material purposes of her life.

She wishes to rise in the world; and her beauty is the sword with which she must open her oyster.

As to her heart, it is a thing of which she becomes aware, only to assure herself that it must be laid aside and put out of the question.

Now and again Esmond touches it.

She just feels that she has a heart to be touched.