himself for ten minutes at her parents’ receptions; and, if Mrs. This or the Freule[1] That, of “the set,” came for only five minutes, Constance would brag about it, with an assumption of indifference, for the next three months. Vanity was born in her blood and had been nourished at Batavia and Buitenzorg, where she was made much of as the young daughter of the governor-general. Now, at the Hague, full-fledged, she struggled, above all, to be invited to the drawing-rooms of “the set.” It was very difficult, though Bertha and she had been presented at Court, though her parents still had ever so many connections. She was constantly encountering coldness on the part of “the set,” coupled with great incivility, which she had to swallow; but she had some of Papa’s tact and she went on struggling: she left cards on Mrs. This to all eternity, with a snobbishness for which she came to blush later; she bowed and talked pleasantly, to all eternity, to the Freule That, receiving nothing in return but a snub. She had found that the Hague was not the same as Batavia; that, though you had been the highest personage at Batavia, you were not so easily admitted into that very high circle of the Hague, “the set.” . . .
Now, she laughed softly at all this, after that first family-evening, sitting in her room at the hotel, while her boy slept. . . . Yes, Papa had always smiled because De Staffelaer was so much in love with her; and she herself had thought it delicious
- ↑ The title borne by noblemen’s unmarried daughters.
