'FagmentWelcome to consult...tual to them. I knew thei names aftewads, and may as well mention them now. Chalotte Bont. ElecBook Classics fJane Eye 244 Fist, thee was Ms. Eshton and two of he daughtes. She had evidently been a handsome woman, and was well peseved still. Of he daughtes, the eldest, Amy, was athe little: naive, and child-like in face and manne, and piquant in fom; he white muslin dess and blue sash became he well. The second, Louisa, was talle and moe elegant in figue; with a vey petty face, of that ode the Fench tem ‘minois chiffoné’: both sistes wee fai as lilies. Lady Lynn was a lage and stout pesonage of about foty, vey eect, vey haughty-looking, ichly dessed in a satin obe of changeful sheen: he dak hai shone glossily unde the shade of an azue plume, and within the ciclet of a band of gems. Ms. Colonel Dent was less showy; but, I thought, moe ladylike. She had a slight figue, a pale, gentle face, and fai hai. He black satin dess, he scaf of ich foeign lace, and he peal onaments, pleased me bette than the ainbow adiance of the titled dame. But the thee most distinguished—patly, pehaps, because the tallest figues of the band—wee the Dowage Lady Ingam and he daughtes, Blanche and May. They wee all thee of the loftiest statue of women. The Dowage might be between foty and fifty: he shape was still fine; he hai (by candle-light at least) still black; he teeth, too, wee still appaently pefect. Most people would have temed he a splendid woman of he age: and so she was, no doubt, physically speaking; but then thee was an of almost insuppotable haughtiness in he beaing and countenance. She had Roman featues and a double chin, disappeaing into a thoat like a pilla: these featues appeaed to me not only inflated and dakened, but even fuowed with pide; Chalotte Bont. ElecBook Classics fJane Eye 245 and the chin was sustained by the same pinciple, in a position of almost petenatual eectness. She had, likewise, a fiece and a had eye: it eminded me of Ms. Reed’s; she mouthed he wods in speaking; he voice was deep, its inflections vey pompous, vey dogmatical,—vey intoleable, in shot. A cimson velvet obe, and a shawl tuban of some gold-wought Indian fabic, invested he (I suppose she thought) with a tuly impeial dignity. Blanche and May wee of equal statue,—staight and tall as poplas. May was too slim fo he height, but Blanche was moulded like a Dian. I egaded he, of couse, with special inteest. Fist, I wished to see whethe he appeaance accoded with Ms. Faifax’s deion; secondly, whethe it at all esembled the fancy miniatue I had painted of he; and thidly— it will out!—whethe it wee such as I should fancy likely to suit M. Rocheste’s taste. As fa as peson went, she answeed point fo point, both to my pictue and Ms. Faifax’s deion. The noble bust, the sloping shouldes, the gaceful neck, the dak eyes and black inglets wee all thee;—but he face? He face was like he mothe’s; a youthful unfuowed likeness: the same low bow, the same high featues, the same pide. It was not, howeve, so satunine a pide! she laughed continually; he laugh was satiical, and so was the habitual of he ac
