SHADOWS ON THE BLIND The landlady of Denzil was a rather uncommon specimen of the class.

She inclined to plumpness, was lively in the extreme, wore very fashionable garments of the brightest colours, and--although somewhat elderly--still cherished a hope that some young man would elevate her to the rank of a matron.
At present, Miss Julia Greeb was an unwedded damsel of forty summers, who, with the aid of art, was making desperate but ineffectual efforts to detain the youth which was slipping from her.

She pinched her waist, dyed her hair, powdered her face, and affected juvenile dress of the white frock and blue sash kind.

In the distance she looked a girlish twenty; close at hand various artifices aided her to pass for thirty; and it was only in the solitude of her own room that her real age was apparent.

Never did woman wage a more resolute fight with Time than did Miss Greeb.
But this was the worst and most frivolous side of her character, for she was really a good-hearted, cheery little woman, with a brisk manner, and a flow of talk unequalled in Geneva Square.