She went neither to church nor chapel on Sundays--she
professed no religion, although when pressed on the point she would
not admit that it worn't there. "May be it wor," she would say, only
she had no time for it just now. She did not blame people for going
to the public-house, although she never went herself, simply because
that special place did not suit her special temperament; but she was
extremely fond of spending her evenings at the penny theatres, or other
cheap and decidedly low places of entertainment. There she would enjoy
herself, looking on with eager interest at the coarse and gaudy
representations of so-called "life." She would never laugh loudly,
however, or applaud noisily, although she encouraged and smiled at
those who did. She was very poor, but she was always neat in her person;
and the expression in her big black eyes gave her a look a little above
her station, so that, although she was not handsome, those who saw her
once often turned to glance at her again. Wherever she went, in whatever
company she found herself, she was invariably good-natured.
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