You are a bit morbid, Lali.

I don't wonder at your feeling a little shy; but then you will simply carry things before you--now you take my word for it! For I know London pretty well." She held out her ungloved hands.
"Do they compare with the white hands of the ladies you know ?" she said.
"They are about the finest hands I have ever seen," he replied.

"You can't see yourself, sister of mine." "I do not care very much to see myself," she said.

"If I had not a maid I expect I should look very shiftless, for I don't care to look in a mirror.

My only mirror used to be a stream of water in summer," she added, "and a corner of a looking-glass got from the Hudson's Bay fort in the winter." "Well, you are missing a lot of enjoyment," he said, "if you do not use your mirror much.