Moreover she's not so pretty as you make her out; she hasn't a scrap of a figure." "No doubt, but one doesn't in the least miss it." "Not now," said Mrs.Meldrum, "but one will when she's older and when everything will have to count." "When she's older she'll count as a princess, so it won't matter." "She has other drawbacks," my companion went on.

"Those wonderful eyes are good for nothing but to roll about like sugar-balls--which they greatly resemble--in a child's mouth.

She can't use them." "Use them?
Why, she does nothing else." "To make fools of young men, but not to read or write, not to do any sort of work.

She never opens a book, and her maid writes her notes.

You'll say that those who live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones.