The probability is that, unless subsequent events make him disagreeable to her, she will long accord him a measure of esteem and gratitude.
For two or three days, while Clara was thinking much of Coronado, he gave her less than usual of his society.

Believing that her mind was occupied with him, that she was wondering whether he were angry, unhappy, etc., he remained a good deal apart, wrapped himself in sadness, and trusted that time would do much for him.

Had there been no rival, the plan would have been a good one; but Ralph Thurstane being present, it was less successful.
Ralph had already become more of a favorite than any one knew, even the young lady herself; and now that he found chances for long talks and short gallops with her, he got on better than ever.

He was just the kind of youngster a girl of eighteen would naturally like to have ride by her side.

He was handsome; at any rate, he was the handsomest man she had seen in the desert, and the desert was just then her sphere of society.