Eleanor Harding


‘She had no startling brilliancy of beauty, no pearly whiteness, no radiant carnation: she had not the majestic contour that rivets attention, demands instant wonder, and then disappoints by the coldness of its charms. You might pass Eleanor Harding in the street without notice, but you could hardly pass an evening with her and not lose your heart.’

– Trollope. A. 1855. The Warden London, Great Britain: Longmans, Green, and Co. p. 114

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