She ought to have been kept in tissue-paper, like the loveliest of wax dolls.

Her hair was the true flaxen, the very fairest of the fair.

The purity and vividness of the tints of red and white in her face I have never seen equalled.

Her eyes were of speedwell blue, and looked as if they were meant to be always more or less brimming with tears.

To say the truth, her face had not half the character which gave force to that of the other little damsel, but a certain helplessness about it gave it a peculiar charm.