I don't think she can ever have been pretty; but, for aught I know, she may possess originality and strength of character to compensate for the want of personal advantages.

Mr.
Rochester is an amateur of the decided and eccentric: Grace is eccentric at least.

What if a former caprice (a freak very possible to a nature so sudden and headstrong as his) has delivered him into her power, and she now exercises over his actions a secret influence, the result of his own indiscretion, which he cannot shake off, and dare not disregard ?" But, having reached this point of conjecture, Mrs.Poole's square, flat figure, and uncomely, dry, even coarse face, recurred so distinctly to my mind's eye, that I thought, "No; impossible! my supposition cannot be correct.

Yet," suggested the secret voice which talks to us in our own hearts, "you are not beautiful either, and perhaps Mr.Rochester approves you: at any rate, you have often felt as if he did; and last night--remember his words; remember his look; remember his voice!" I well remembered all; language, glance, and tone seemed at the moment vividly renewed.

I was now in the schoolroom; Adele was drawing; I bent over her and directed her pencil.