heavy, with enormous breasts. Not fat. Powerful. She has a long face and her skin is brown. She has a
distinct mustache and a mop of iron-gray hair.
It was her eyes that held me spellbound. They are simply enormous black and so full of life! She must
have a tremendous vitality. Or maybe it is the contrast with the white girl who seems to be drained of life.
No, I'm sure she has a most unusual vitality. I had the queerest thrill when she was looking at me. I
thought, nonsensically-"What big eyes you have, grandma!" "The better to see you with, my dear!"
"What big teeth you have, grandma!" "The better to eat you with, my dear!" (I'm not so sure though that it
was all nonsense.) And she really has big teeth, strong and yellow. I said, quite stupidly: "How do you
do?" She smiled and touched me with her hand and I felt another queer thrill. Her hands are the most
beautiful I ever saw. So beautiful, they are uncanny. Long with tapering fingers and so white. Like the