She is charming; she is unique.

Oscar! I could almost envy you, if you were anyone else!" Oscar was radiant with delight.

His brother's opinion ranked above all human opinions in his estimation.

Before he could say a word in return, Nugent left him as abruptly as he had approached him; walking away by himself to the window--and standing there, looking out.
Lucilla had not heard him.

She was still pondering, with the same perplexed face.