The Small House at Allington by Anthony Trollope
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"Yes; she stands well on her pins."
"I should think she did. If I understand anything of form," said Cradell, "that woman is nearly perfect. What a torso she has!" From which expression, and from the fact that Mrs Lupex depended greatly upon her stays and crinoline for such figure as she succeeded in displaying, it may, perhaps, be understood that Mr Cradell did not understand much about form. "It seems to me that her nose isn't quite straight," said Johnny Eames. Now, it undoubtedly was the fact that the nose on Mrs Lupex's face was a little awry. It was a long, thin nose, which, as it progressed forward into the air, certainly had a preponderating bias towards the left side. "I care more for figure than face," said Cradell. "But Mrs Lupex has fine eyes--very fine eyes." "And knows how to use them, too," said Johnny. "Why shouldn't she? And then she has lovely hair." "Only she never brushes it in the morning." "Do you know, I like that kind of deshabille," said Cradell. "Too much care always betrays itself." "But a woman should be tidy." |
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