She had no flesh at all, and as for her figure--" Fanny glanced down on her own well developed person, and gave a shrug inexpressibly suggestive.
"Is this description true ?" Mr.Gryce asked, seemingly of Mrs.Daniels, though his gaze rested with curious intentness on the girl's head which was covered with a little cap.
"Sufficiently so," returned Mrs.Daniels in a very low tone, however.
Then with a sudden display of energy, "Emily's figure is not what you would call plump.

I have seen her--" She broke off as if a little startled at herself and motioned Fanny to go.
"Wait a moment," interposed Mr.Gryce in his soft way.

"You said the girl's hair and eyes were dark; were they darker than yours ?" "O, yes sir;" replied the girl simpering, as she settled the ribbons on her cap.
"Let me see your hair." She took off her cap with a smile.
"Ha, very pretty, very pretty.

And the other girls?
You have other girls I suppose ?" "Two, sir;" returned Mrs.Daniels.
"How about their complexions?
Are they lighter too than Emily's ?" "Yes, sir; about like Fanny's." Mr.Gryce spread his hand over his breast in a way that assured me of his satisfaction, and allowed the girl to go.
"We will now proceed to the yard," said he.

But at that moment the door of the front room opened and a gentleman stepped leisurely into the hall, whom at first glance I recognized as the master of the house.