Of course she meant to be kind to Ranald; he had done her great service, and he was her Aunt Murray's friend, and besides, she liked him; how much she hardly cared to say to herself.

She had liked him in Glengarry.

There was no doubt of that, but that was two years ago, and in Glengarry everything was different! There every one was just as good as another, and these people were all her Aunt Murray's friends.

Here the relations were changed.

She could not help feeling that however nice he might be, and however much she might like him, Ranald was not of her world.
"Well, tell him so; let him see that," said Kate, with whom Maimie was discussing her difficulty.
"Yes, and then he would fly off and I--we would never see him again," said Maimie.