Why not?
Eugenie's distinctions of person and family--leaving her fortune, which was considerable, out of count--were equal to any fate.

'It's all very well to despise such things--but we have to keep up the traditions,' he said to himself, testily.
And in spite of her thirty-seven years a suitable bridegroom would not be at all hard to find.

Lord Findon had perceived that in Egypt, where they had spent the winter and early spring.

Several of the most distinguished men then in Cairo had been her devoted slaves--ill as she was and at half-power.

Alderney--almost certain to be the next Viceroy of India--one of the most charming of widowers, with an only daughter--it had been plain both to Lord Findon and his stupid wife that Eugenie had made a deep impression upon a man no less romantic than fastidious.