She has black eyes and hair and rosy cheeks.

And she is good and smart, which is better than being pretty." Marilla was as fond of morals as the Duchess in Wonderland, and was firmly convinced that one should be tacked on to every remark made to a child who was being brought up.
But Anne waved the moral inconsequently aside and seized only on the delightful possibilities before it.
"Oh, I'm so glad she's pretty.

Next to being beautiful oneself--and that's impossible in my case--it would be best to have a beautiful bosom friend.

When I lived with Mrs.Thomas she had a bookcase in her sitting room with glass doors.

There weren't any books in it; Mrs.Thomas kept her best china and her preserves there--when she had any preserves to keep.