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smile, which. showed more self-conceit than
modesty.

“Poes Eliza Bennet live here?” asked My.
Lovett.

The loud talking ceased, and those who had
been engaged in it stood staring at the strangers
in a very rude manner; but the one who had
been the most quict stepped forward, wiping her
hands on her apron, and said, ‘Yes, sir, she
is in that room,” pointing to a door at the farther
end of the passage.

Mr. Lovett thanked her, and with a courtesy
and a smiling ‘You're welcome, sir,” she went
back to her work. She had neither curling hair,
nor bright black eyes, nor fine complexion;
yet Lucy thought, as she turned away, that she
would much rather look like her than like the
young woman who had attracted her admiration
for an instant. Mr. Lovett knocked at the door
which had been pointed out to him, and it was
almost immediately opened by a girl scarcely
older than Lucy herself. This girl had on her
cloak and bonnet, and went out with a bundle

in her hand as soon as she had set chairs for the