Also it made him feel that hating that man was not quite fair to his sister, whom he loved.

But there were no feelings of that kind to come in the way of the detestation he felt for Lucy.

Helen had told him that Lucy had fair hair and wore it in two plaits; and he pictured her to himself as a fat, stumpy little girl, exactly like the little girl in the story of 'The Sugar Bread' in the old oblong 'Shock-Headed Peter' book that had belonged to Helen when she was little.
Helen was quite happy.

She divided her love between the boy she loved and the man she was going to marry, and she believed that they were both as happy as she was.

The man, whose name was Peter Graham, was happy enough; the boy, who was Philip, was amused--for she kept him so--but under the amusement he was miserable.
And the wedding-day came and went.