Emily's slim finely-strung figure spoke for itself as to the first of these misfortunes, and asserted its happy freedom from the second, if she only walked across a room.

Nature had built her, from head to foot, on a skeleton-scaffolding in perfect proportion.

Tall or short matters little to the result, in women who possess the first and foremost advantage of beginning well in their bones.

When they live to old age, they often astonish thoughtless men, who walk behind them in the street.

"I give you my honor, she was as easy and upright as a young girl; and when you got in front of her and looked--white hair, and seventy years of age." Francine approached Emily, moved by a rare impulse in her nature--the impulse to be sociable.