The daughter of a viceroy, and the wife of a man who was not only a peer, and a great landowner, but also a distinguished ambassador.

And she has taken Sarah everywhere, and the child is an acknowledged beauty in London and Paris.

Lady Tintern is delighted with her, and declares she has taken the world by storm." "We never thought her a beauty down here," said Peter, rather contemptuously.
"Perhaps we did not appreciate her sufficiently down here," said Lady Mary, smiling.
"Why, who is she, after all ?" cried Peter.
"A very beautiful and self-possessed young woman, and Lady Tintern's niece, 'whom not to know argues yourself unknown,'" said Lady Mary, laughing outright.

"John says people were actually mobbing her picture in the Academy; he could not get near it." "I mean," said Peter, almost sulkily, "that she's only old Colonel Hewel's daughter, whom we've known all our lives." "Perhaps one is in danger of undervaluing people one has known all one's life," said Lady Mary, lightly.
Peter muttered something to the effect that he was sorry to hear Sarah had grown up like that; but his words were lost in the tumultuous entry of Dr.Blundell, who pealed the front door bell, and rushed into the hall, almost simultaneously.
His dark face was flushed and enthusiastic.

He came straight to Peter, and held out his hand.
"A thousand welcomes, Sir Peter.