eleanor had grown in elegance as well as self-confidence this past week , her pale-green bonnet , the same shade as her gown , fastened about the pale oval of her face , with enticing auburn curls at her temples and nape , her spine perfectly straight , shoulders back , which only succeeding in pushing the fullness of her br**sts up against the low bodice of her gown , knees primly together , dainty slippers of green satin peeping out from beneath the hem of her gown .