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The change in Dominga, which had not escaped the sharp eyes of old Nani, gradually became visible to her sister. Dom's whole mind was evidently concentrated on something, or someone -- who could that someone be? She was abstracted, silent and forgetful -- at one moment in the maddest and most unaccountable spirits, at another sunk in the depths of ferocious gloom. Dominga was in love -- and for the first time in her existence. Ambition and a hungry vanity had impelled her to strain every effort in order to attract "The Honourable" (as he was called in Manora), and her aim was accomplished but too easily. On the occasion of their second meeting he exclaimed:
"Lovely Dom! won't you be real good friends with me? _won't_ you like me -- and let us see a great deal of one another?"