Read the passage. Using at least two adjectives from your word list, draw 1 point an inference about Della's character based on her dialogue and incidents.
So now Della's beautiful hair fell about her, shining like a fallingstream of
brown water. It reached below her knee. It almost made itselfinto a dress
for her. And then she put it up on her head again, nervously and quickly.
Once she stopped for a moment and stood still while a tear or two
randown her face. She put on her old brown coat. She put on her old brown
hat. With the bright light still in her eyes, she moved quickly out the
doorand down to the street. Where she stopped, the sign said: "Mrs.
Sofronie. Hair Articlesof all kinds. "Up to the second floor Della ran, and
stopped to get her breath. Mrs. Sofronie, large, too white, cold-eyed,
looked at her."Will you buy my hair?" asked Della."I buy hair," said Mrs.
Sofronie. "Take your hat off and let me lookat it."Down fell the brown
waterfall.“Twenty dollars," said Mrs. Sofronie, lifting the hair to feel
itsweight."Give it to me quick," said Della. *

In this excerpt from "quality" by john galsworthy, which two parts clearly indicate the literary point of view of the essay? that tenement had a certain quiet distinction; there was no sign upon its face that he made for any of the royal family—merely his own german name of gessler brothers; and in the window a few pairs of boots. i remember that it always troubled me to account for those unvarying boots in the window, for he made only what was ordered, reaching nothing down, and it seemed so inconceivable that what he made could ever have failed to fit. had he bought them to put there? that, too, seemed inconceivable. he would never have tolerated in his house leather on which he had not worked himself. besides, they were too beautiful—the pair of pumps, so inexpressibly slim, the patent leathers with cloth tops, making water come into one's mouth, the tall brown riding boots with marvellous sooty glow, as if, though new, they had been worn a hundred years. those pairs could only have been made by one who saw before him the soul of boot—so truly were they prototypes incarnating the very spirit of all foot-gear. these thoughts, of course, came to me later, though even when i was promoted to him, at the age of perhaps fourteen, some inkling haunted me of the dignity of himself and brother. for to make boots—such boots as he made—seemed to me then, and still seems to me, mysterious and wonderful.