Had any one followed her during
her afternoon stroll, and observed her closely during her successive
chance meetings with young men and women of her acquaintance, he would
have seen hard lines, coarse lines, ugly lines, in her face; yet when
in repose the same face was neither unwomanly nor without an occasional
suggestion of soul. It was a face like many others that one may see on
the streets,--entirely human, yet entirely under the control of
whatever influence might be about it for the time being,--the face of a
nature untrained and untaught, which would have followed either Jesus
or Satan, or both by turns, had both appeared before it in visible
shape.
During a moment or two of her afternoon out, Jane found herself
approaching Mrs. Prency and Eleanor, those ladies being out on one of
those serious errands known collectively as "shopping."
"Do see that dreadfully dowdy girl!" exclaimed Miss Eleanor, whose
attire was always selected with correct taste.
"She has never had any one to teach her to dress properly, my dear,"
suggested the mother.
"She might have some one who cared enough for her to keep her from
appearing in public in red hair and a blue ribbon," said the daughter.
"Such girls have no one to keep them from doing anything they like, my
dear.
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