He had never met any one like her.

She did not blush, or look conscious, or receive his attentions with the half-fluttered sentimental air common to most young ladies of his acquaintance.
She never appeared to remember that he was Lord Airlie, nor sought by any artifice to keep him near her.

The bright, sunny hours seemed to pass rapidly as a dream.

Long before the day ended, the young earl said to himself that he had met his fate; that if it took years to win her he would count them well spent that in all the wide world she was the wife for him.
Lord Earle was somewhat amused by the solicitude the young nobleman showed in making his acquaintance and consulting his tastes.

After Lady Downham's fete he called regularly at the house.