This is my wooing: thus I am disposed of.

Without a shadow of previous flirtation with any man born of woman--without any of the ups and downs, the ins and outs of an ordinary love-affair, I place my fate in Sir Roger's hands.

Henceforth I must have done with all girlish speculations, as to the manner of man who is to drop from the clouds to be my wooer.

Well, I have not many day-dreams to relinquish.

When I have built Spanish castles--in a large family, one has not time for many--a lover for myself has been less the theme of my aspirations than a benefactor for the family.