First of all came in the tea-things--for at Dr.
West's the dinner-hour was early--and, next, two young ladies, bearing a great resemblance to each other.

It would give them dire offence not to call them young.

They were really not very much past thirty, but they were of that class of women who age rapidly; their hair was sadly thin, some of their teeth had gone, and they had thin, flushed faces and large twisted noses; but their blue eyes had a good-natured look in them.
Little in person, rather bending forward as they walked, and dressing youthfully, they yet looked older than they really were.

Their light brown hair was worn in short, straggling ringlets in front, and twisted up with a comb behind.

Once upon a time that hair was long and tolerably thick, but it had gradually and spitefully worn down to what it was now.
The Misses West were proud of it still, however; as may be inferred by the disappearance of the castor oil.