"Let her show herself as much as there is demand for.
Or rather, what I mean to say is, let Miss Twemlow be as beautiful as nature has made her, my dear; and no doubt that is very considerable.
But I like you to be different; and you are.

I like you to be simple, and shy, and retiring, and not to care twopence what any one thinks of you, so long as your father is contented." Dolly looked at her father, as if there were no other man in the world for the moment.

Then her conscience made her bright eyes fall, as she whispered: "To be sure, papa.

I only put these things on to please you; and if you don't like them, away they go.

Perhaps I should look nicer in my great-aunt's shawl.