Then Elizabeth glanced at herself with her head a little on one side.
"Do I ?" she said simply.

"I was afraid I should never regain my normal colour.

Are you sure I don't look rather blowsy, and like a milkmaid ?" But Dinah indignantly repudiated this; it was Dinah's private belief that Elizabeth was a very beautiful woman.

"She has such lovely eyes, and then her face has so much expression," she would say; but Dinah had the good sense to keep this opinion to herself.
Elizabeth, who was not at all vain, and was quite conscious of her own defects, continued to gaze at her own reflection rather critically.
"I suppose on the whole I am passable, Die," she said rather philosophically.

"When people like me they seem to like my looks; and really when you think of all the plain and downright ugly people in the world, there is surely room for thankfulness." "Have you just found that out, Betty ?" "My dear Die, I am rather in a humble frame of mind just now.