She was a fine clear brunette, lively and graceful, without giddiness; thin as girls of that age usually are; but her bright eyes, fine shape, and easy air, rendered her sufficiently pleasing with that degree of plumpness which would have given a heightening to her charms.

I went there of mornings, when she was usually in her dishabille, her hair carelessly turned up, and, on my arrival, ornamented with a flower, which was taken off at my departure for her hair to be dressed.

There is nothing I fear so much as a pretty woman in an elegant dishabille; I should dread them a hundred times less in full dress.

Mademoiselle de Menthon, whom I attended in the afternoon, was ever so.

She made an equally pleasing, but quite different impression on me.