She was not exactly humble-minded in the usual sense of the word; but she did recognise the fact that her position was less important than that of other people there, and that therefore it was probable that to a certain extent she would be overlooked.

But not the less would she have liked to occupy the seat to which Miss Grantly had found her way.

She did not want to flirt with Lord Lufton; she was not such a fool as that; but she would have liked to have heard the sound of his voice close to her ear, instead of that of Captain Culpepper's knife and fork.
This was the first occasion on which she had endeavoured to dress herself with care since her father had died; and now, sombre though she was in her deep mourning, she did look very well.
"There is an expression about her forehead that is full of poetry," Fanny had said to her husband.
"Don't you turn her head, Fanny, and make her believe that she is a beauty," Mark had answered.
"I doubt it is not so easy to turn her head, Mark.

There is more in Lucy than you imagine, and so you will find out before long." It was thus that Mrs.Robarts prophesied about her sister-in-law.

Had she been asked she might perhaps have said that Lucy's presence would be dangerous to the Grantly interest at Framley Court.
Lord Lufton's voice was audible enough as he went on talking to Miss Grantly--his voice, but not his words.