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"
What
does
he
look
like
?
"
"
He
is
very
tall
:
some
people
call
him
a
fine-looking
young
man
;
but
he
has
such
thick
lips
.
"
"
And
Mrs.
Reed
?
"
"
Missis
looks
stout
and
well
enough
in
the
face
,
but
I
think
she
's
not
quite
easy
in
her
mind
:
Mr.
John
's
conduct
does
not
please
her
-
--
he
spends
a
deal
of
money
.
"
"
Did
she
send
you
here
,
Bessie
?
"
"
No
,
indeed
:
but
I
have
long
wanted
to
see
you
,
and
when
I
heard
that
there
had
been
a
letter
from
you
,
and
that
you
were
going
to
another
part
of
the
country
,
I
thought
I
'd
just
set
off
,
and
get
a
look
at
you
before
you
were
quite
out
of
my
reach
.
"
"
I
am
afraid
you
are
disappointed
in
me
,
Bessie
.
"
I
said
this
laughing
:
I
perceived
that
Bessie
's
glance
,
though
it
expressed
regard
,
did
in
no
shape
denote
admiration
.
"
No
,
Miss
Jane
,
not
exactly
:
you
are
genteel
enough
;
you
look
like
a
lady
,
and
it
is
as
much
as
ever
I
expected
of
you
:
you
were
no
beauty
as
a
child
.
"
I
smiled
at
Bessie
's
frank
answer
:
I
felt
that
it
was
correct
,
but
I
confess
I
was
not
quite
indifferent
to
its
import
:
at
eighteen
most
people
wish
to
please
,
and
the
conviction
that
they
have
not
an
exterior
likely
to
second
that
desire
brings
anything
but
gratification
.
"
I
dare
say
you
are
clever
,
though
,
"
continued
Bessie
,
by
way
of
solace
.
"
What
can
you
do
?
Can
you
play
on
the
piano
?
"
