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Dorian was one of her especial favourites, and she always told

him that she was extremely glad she had not met him in early

life. "I know, my dear, I should have fallen madly in love with

you," she used to say, "and thrown my bonnet right over the mills

for your sake. It is most fortunate that you were not thought of

at the time. As it was, our bonnets were so unbecoming, and the

mills were so occupied in trying to raise the wind, that I never

had even a flirtation with anybody. However, that was all

Narborough's fault. He was dreadfully short-sighted, and there is

no pleasure in taking in a husband who never sees anything."