While smarting under supposed injuries, how little did Caroline imagine the real agony she inflicted on her mother.

If the gentle heart of Mrs.
Hamilton had been wrung by the wayward conduct of her sister, how much more so must it have been wounded, when she saw so many of those evil qualities reflected in her child.
At Airslie, so the residence of the Duchess of Rothbury was called, Caroline found herself universally courted.

She knew she was admired, and she was flattered; but there was a ceaseless gnawing at her heart, which not even gratified vanity could still.

She knew not, would not know, it was remorse.

She believed it was the conduct of her parents; the chain that was thrown round her actions, her disappointment with regard to Lord Alphingham; for he was not, as in secret she hoped, he would be, one of the invited guests.