Chapter II

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drinksixcupsoftea:ofcoursethoseshiningeyes,theflushedcheeksandthebreathlessness,indicatedsomeamorousexcitementitamusedher,butshethoughtitcharitableandwisetopretendthatshenoticednothing. “Afterallit’snobusinessofmine,”shethought“andifBerthaisgoingtogetmarriedatall,itwouldbemuchmoreconvenientforhertodoitbeforenextquarter-day,whentheBrownsgiveupmyflat.” MissLeysatonthesofabythefireside,awomanofmiddle-size,veryslight,withathinandmuchwrinkledface.Ofherfeaturesthemouthwasthemostnoticeable,notlarge,withlipsthatwerealittletoothinitwasalwayssotightlycompressedastogiveheranairofgreatdetermination,buttherewasaboutthecornersanexpressivemobility,contradictinginratheranunusualmannertheinferenceswhichmightbedrawnfromtherestofherperson.Shehadahabitoffixinghercoldeyesonpeoplewithasteadinessthatwasnotalittleembarrassing.TheysaidMissLeylookedasifshethoughtthemgreatfools,andasamatteroffactthatusuallywasherpreciseopinion.Herthingrayhairwasveryplainlydoneandtheextremesimplicityofhercostumegaveacertainprimness,sothatherfavouritemethodofsayingratherabsurdthingsinthegravestandmostdecorousmanneroftendisconcertedthecasualstranger.Shewasawomanwho,onefelt,hadneverbeenhandsome,butnow,inmiddle-age,wasdistinctlyprepossessing. Youngmenthoughthersomewhatterrifyingtilltheydiscoveredthattheyweretoheraconstantsourceofamusementwhileelderlyladiesassertedthatshewasalittlequeer. “Youknow,AuntPolly,”saidBertha,finishingherteaandgettingup,“IthinkyoushouldhavebeenchristenedMarthaorMatilda.Idon’tthinkPollysuitsyou.” “Mydear,youneednotremindmesopointedlythatI’mforty-fiveandyouneednotsmileinthatfashionbecauseyouknowthatI’mreallyforty-seven.Isayforty-fivemerelyasaroundnumberinanotheryearIshallcallmyselffifty.Awomanneveracknowledgessuchanondescriptageasforty-eightunlesssheisgoingtomarryawidowerwithseventeenchildren.” “Iwonderwhyyounevermarried,AuntPolly?”saidBertha,lookingaway. MissLeysmiledalmostimperceptibly,findingBertha’sremarkhighlysignificant.“Mydear,”shesaid,“whyshouldI?Ihadfivehundredayearofmyown....Ahyes,Iknowit’snotwhatmighthavebeenexpectedI’msorryf