Her little feet and ankles--but we shall stop at the ankles.
Betty was unusually rich in dimples, having one in each cheek and a half score or more about her lips and chin whenever she smiled.

She was well aware of the beauty of her dimples and her teeth; therefore, like a sensible girl that she was, she smiled a great deal, both from feminine policy and natural inclination.

In short, Bettina was a Hebe in youth and beauty, and soon after I learned to know her, I learned also that she was an earthly little angel in disposition.

It may appear from the enthusiasm of this description that there was a time in my life when I was in love with her.

I admit it--desperately in love with her.
To have Betty's services at the Old Swan was a favor enjoyed only by her friends and guests of the highest quality.