But Mr James Quin is not a subject to be discussed in the
compass of one letter; I shall therefore, at present, leave him
to his repose, and call another of a very different complexion.
You desire to have further acquaintance with the person of our
aunt, and promise yourself much entertainment from her connexion
with Sir Ulic Mackilligut: but in this hope you are baulked
already; that connexion is dissolved. The Irish baronet is an old
hound, that, finding her carrion, has quitted the scent -- I have
already told you, that Mrs Tabitha Bramble is a maiden of forty-five.
In her person, she is tall, raw-boned, aukward, flat-chested,
and stooping; her complexion is sallow and freckled; her
eyes are not grey, but greenish, like those of a cat, and
generally inflamed; her hair is of a sandy, or rather dusty hue;
her forehead low; her nose long, sharp, and, towards the
extremity, always red in cool weather; her lips skinny, her mouth
extensive, her teeth straggling and loose, of various colours and
conformation; and her long neck shrivelled into a thousand
wrinkles -- In her temper, she is proud, stiff, vain, imperious,
prying, malicious, greedy, and uncharitable.
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