She believed that there were in him desires for higher things, and desires for lower, and that the desire for the higher would conquer.
At any rate, he should try.

She forgot that her "higher" and "lower" were arbitrary.
He was rather excited at the idea of meeting Clara at Willey Farm.

Mrs.
Dawes came for the day.

Her heavy, dun-coloured hair was coiled on top of her head.

She wore a white blouse and navy skirt, and somehow, wherever she was, seemed to make things look paltry and insignificant.
When she was in the room, the kitchen seemed too small and mean altogether.