She drilled me well beforehand , and I think I acquitted myself decently . Charlie Vankleek , whose verdict makes or mars every debutante in his set , has approved of me . He called me a beauty , and everybody now believes that I am one , and greets me accordingly . I met Gus Sinclair at Mrs. Brompton 's dinner . Alicia declares it was a case of love at first sight . If so , I must confess that it was all on one side . Mr. Sinclair is undeniably ugly -- even Alicia has to admit that -- and ca n't hold a candle to Jack in point of looks , for Jack , poor boy , was handsome , if he were nothing else . But , as Alicia does not fail to remind me , Mr. Sinclair 's homeliness is well gilded . Apart from his appearance , I really liked him very much . He is a gentlemanly little fellow -- his head reaches about to my shoulder -- cultured and travelled , and can talk splendidly , which Jack never could . He took me into dinner at Mrs. Brompton 's , and was very attentive . You may imagine how many angelic glances I received from the other candidates for his favour . Since then I have been having the gayest time imaginable . Dances , dinners , luncheons , afternoon teas , `` functions '' to no end , and all delightful . Aunt Elizabeth writes to me , but I have never heard a word from Jack . He seems to have forgotten my existence completely . No doubt he has consoled himself with Mary Carter . Well , that is all for the best , but I must say I did not think Jack could have forgotten me so soon or so absolutely . Of course it does not make the least difference to me . The Sinclairs and the Bromptons and the Curries are to dine here tonight .
I can see myself reflected XXXXX the long mirror before me , and I really think my appearance will satisfy even Gus Sinclair 's critical eye .
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