and the glories of the subsequent reign.

She had a bust of Lord Eldon, before which she was accustomed to stand with hands closed and to weep,--or to think that she wept.
She was a little woman, now nearly sixty years of age, with bright grey eyes, and a strong Roman nose, and thin lips, and a sharp-cut chin.

She wore a head-gear that almost amounted to a mob-cap, and beneath it her grey hair was always frizzled with the greatest care.
Her dress was invariably of black silk, and she had five gowns,--one for church, one for evening parties, one for driving out, and one for evenings at home, and one for mornings.

The dress, when new, always went to church.

Nothing, she was wont to say, was too good for the Lord's house.