His lordship was one of your gallants to whom existence that is not graced by womankind is more or less of a stagnation.

Miss Arabella Bishop--this straight up and down slip of a girl with her rather boyish voice and her almost boyish ease of movement--was not perhaps a lady who in England would have commanded much notice in my lord's discerning eyes.

His very sophisticated, carefully educated tastes in such matters inclined him towards the plump, the languishing, and the quite helplessly feminine.

Miss Bishop's charms were undeniable.

But they were such that it would take a delicate-minded man to appreciate them; and my Lord Julian, whilst of a mind that was very far from gross, did not possess the necessary degree of delicacy.