"I am not good-looking," she said, "and I know it; I cannot help my features, God gave them to me and I must be content with them.  My nose is snub and my mouth is wide, but I have got some good points, and if I were your daughter, Aunt Susan--and I am heartily glad I'm not your daughter; I would much, much rather be Mummy's daughter, poor as she is--but if I were your daughter you would dress me in such a fashion that my good points would come out, for I have good points; a nice complexion, fine hair and plenty of it, and fairly good eyes, and my figure would not look clumsy if I wore proper stays and properly-made dresses; and my feet would not be like clodhoppers, if I had fine well-made boots and silk stockings; and my hands----"