In Part Two of the novel, Nan has become very self centered. My annoyance with her started with how she treated Mrs. Milne and Gracie when she left to live with Diana. She knowingly makes promises to them she will not keep and only has very fleeting regrets about leaving them. She has somewhat if a one-track mind that is again seen in her willingness to drop everything in order to start a new life with her partner. When Nan left her family for Kitty, she seemed more upset about leaving even though she was quickly consoled by the prospect of being with Kitty. Unlike Diana, Nan was driven by her love and adoration of Kitty and by Kitty’s love of her. (At the time one does not know if this love is romantic but it is clear that Kitty genuinely cares for Nan.) With Diana, Nan just seems driven by the “500 days of pleasure” since she knowingly goes just to be Diana’s “tart” instead of wanting a real relationship.

Throughout her time at Felicity Place, Nan becomes more enamored with herself (Diana’s house is aptly named with felicity meaning happiness, delight, pleasure, which seems to be all Diana and Nan are concerned with). She spends all day primping and admiring herself as Diana dresses her up in fine clothing and gives her every luxury imaginable. Diana then dresses her up for her friends and Nan comments, “being admired by tasteful ladies—well I knew it wasn’t being loved. But it was something. And I was good at it.” She becomes more impressed by herself and her performances as she spends different paragraphs describing her looks and calls herself “almost unsettlingly attractive.”

Nan’s also begins to emphasize more material things as she only thinks of all her luxurious possessions when she is kicked out of Felicity place and later begs to collect them. As her and Zena wander the streets she keeps talking of Diana and is incredulous that she kicked her out. Even her proposal, in a desperate sort of way, seems half-hearted and selfish. Nan asks, “It won’t be so bad, Zena—will it? You’re the only tom I know in London, now; and since you’re all alone, I thought—we might make a go of it, mightn’t we?” Though in her desperateness I felt sympathy for Nan, I was somewhat glad that Zena left her.