The Portrait of a Lady chapter 19
“When Madame Merle was neither writing, nor painting, nor touching the piano, she was usually employed upon wonderful tasks of rich embroidery, cushions, curtains, decorations for the chimney-piece;an art in which her bold , free invention was as noted as the agility of her needle. She was never idle, for when engaged in none of the ways I have mentioned she was either reading (she appeared to Isabel to read “everything important”), or walking out, or playing patience with the cards, or talking with her fellow inmates.”
Oh, Madame Merle… how can we describe you?
Ah! How about an accomplished young woman? Remember those?
Okay, so you aren’t exactly young.
How about we drop the young adjective and call you an accomplished woman?
See. Our narrator even calls her accomplished…
I am bound to confess, though it may cast some discredit on the sketch I have given of the youthful loyalty practiced by our heroine toward this accomplished woman…