He watched the fair simplicity of her new manner with a jealous eye.

Her management of the two youths was exquisite; but to him, Edward, she had never condescended to show herself thus mediating and amiable.

Why?
Clearly, because she conceived that he had no virile fire in his composition.

Did the detestable little devil think silly duelling a display of valour?
Did the fair seraph think him anything less than a man?
How beautifully hung the yellow loop of her hair as she leaned over the board! How gracious she was and like a Goddess with these boys, as he called them! She rallied her partner, not letting him forget that he had the honour of being her partner; while she appeared envious of Algernon's skill, and talked to both and got them upon common topics, and laughed, and was like a fair English flower of womanhood; nothing deadly.
"There, Algy; you have beaten us.

I don't think I'll have Lord Suckling for my partner any more," she said, putting up her wand, and pouting.
"You don't bear malice ?" said Algernon, revived.
"There is my hand.