I shouldn't be surprised if she were even presented at Court." And the mother's cup of happiness ran over at the mere thought of such honour and glory.
Felicia, too, was radiantly happy.

In the first place, she was very much in love; in the second, her world was praising her for doing well to herself.

"I can not think how a clever man like Alan ever fell in love with such a stupid creature as me," she said to Elisabeth, not long before the wedding.
"Can't you?
Well, I can.

I don't wonder at any man's falling in love with you, darling, you are so dear and pretty and altogether adorable." "But then Alan is so different from other men." Elisabeth was too well-mannered to smile at this; but she made a note of it to report to Christopher afterward.

She knew that he would understand how funny it was.
"I am simply amazed at my own happiness," Felicia continued; "and I am so dreadfully afraid that he will be disappointed in me when he gets to know me better, and will find out that I am not half good enough for him--which I am not." "What nonsense! Why, there isn't a man living that would really be good enough for you, Felicia." "Elisabeth! When I hear Alan talking, I wonder how he can put up with silly little me at all.