Another citizen said an eloquent thing about Miss Isabel Amberson's looks.

This was Mrs.Henry Franklin Foster, the foremost literary authority and intellectual leader of the community---for both the daily newspapers thus described Mrs.Foster when she founded the Women's Tennyson Club; and her word upon art, letters, and the drama was accepted more as law than as opinion.

Naturally, when "Hazel Kirke" finally reached the town, after its long triumph in larger places, many people waited to hear what Mrs.Henry Franklin Foster thought of it before they felt warranted in expressing any estimate of the play.

In fact, some of them waited in the lobby of the theatre, as they came out, and formed an inquiring group about her.
"I didn't see the play," she informed them.
"What! Why, we saw you, right in the middle of the fourth row!" "Yes," she said, smiling, "but I was sitting just behind Isabelle Amberson.

I couldn't look at anything except her wavy brown hair and the wonderful back of her neck." The ineligible young men of the town (they were all ineligible) were unable to content themselves with the view that had so charmed Mrs.
Henry Franklin Foster: they spent their time struggling to keep Miss Amberson's face turned toward them.