Her mother was right.

Reality was in this case far more dazzling than even imagination had been.

There were many in that splendid scene equally, perhaps even more beautiful than Caroline Hamilton, but she possessed the charm of which almost all around her were deprived, that of novelty.

She was, indeed, a novice amid scenes of fashion, and the genuine pleasure her countenance expressed, appeared a relief when compared to many around her.

The name of Hamilton had never been entirely forgotten in London.