She was quite alive to that fact, and thought of those material advantages, to the utter exclusion, in our mind, of any idea of moral goodness.

She realised it all, and told herself that that was the game she would play.
"Twenty-five!" says she; "and in eight years no man has ever touched my heart!" That is her boast when she is about to be married,--her only boast of herself.

"A most detestable young woman!" some will say.

"An awful example!" others will add.

Not a doubt of it.