The seamstress turned away on receiving them, and walked quickly from the shop.
The appearance of this young applicant for work would have appealed instantly to the sympathies of any one but a regular slop-shop man, who looked only to his own profits, and cared not a fig whose heart-drops cemented the stones of his building.

She was tall and slender, with light brown hair, clear soft complexion, and eyes of a mild hazel.

But her cheeks were sunken, though slightly flushed, and her eyes lay far back in their sockets.

Her forehead was high and very white.

The tones of her voice, which was low, were soft and musical, and her words were spoken, few though they were, with a taste and appropriateness that showed her to be one who had moved in a circle of refinement and intelligence.