You will laugh--I have really got the habit of talking to my face and all myself in the glass.
Rhoda would think me cracked.

And it is really true that I was never so humble about my good looks.

You used to spoil me at home--you and that wicked old Mother Dumpling, and our own dear mother, Rhoda--oh! mother, mother! I wish I had always thought of you looking down on me! You made me so vain--much more vain than I let you see I was.

There were times when it is quite true I thought myself a princess.

I am not worse-looking now, but I suppose I desire to be so beautiful that nothing satisfies me.
"A spot on my neck gives me a dreadful fright.