Though her hair was not stuck with jewels, she was not ashamed of a diamond cross; she was not, like some ladies, hung about with toys and trinkets, tweezer-cases, pocket-glasses, and essence-bottles; she used only a gold watch and an almanack to mark the hours and the holy days.
Her furniture was neat and genteel, well fancied with a bon gout.

As she affected not the grandeur of a state with a canopy, she thought there was no offence in an elbow-chair.

She had laid aside your carving, gilding, and Japan work as being too apt to gather dirt.

But she never could be prevailed upon to part with plain wainscot and clean hangings.
There are some ladies that affect to smell a stink in everything; they are always highly perfumed, and continually burning frankincense in their rooms.

She was above such affectation, yet she never would lay aside the use of brooms and scrubbing-brushes, and scrupled not to lay her linen in fresh lavender.
She was no less genteel in her behaviour, well-bred, without affectation; in the due mean between one of your affected, curtseying pieces of formality and your romps that have no regard to the common rules of civility.