In the drawing-room of which mansion, there presently entered to them the most remarkable girl Mr. James Harthouse had ever seen. She was so constrained, and yet so careless; so reserved, and yet so watchful; so cold and proud, and yet so sensitively ashamed of her husband’s braggart humility – from which she shrunk as if every example of it were a cut or a blow; that it was quite a new sensation to observe her. In face she was no less remarkable than in manner. Her features were handsome; but their natural play was so locked up, that it seemed impossible to guess at their genuine expression. Utterly indifferent, perfectly self- reliant, never at a loss, and yet never at her ease, with her figure in company with them there, and her mind apparently quite alone – it was of no use ‘going in’ yet awhile to comprehend this girl, for she baffled all penetration.
—Charles Dickens, Hard Times
That sounds a bit like me in most social situations. Could Louisa Bounderby be the first female INTJ in English literature?
Addendum: Here is an illustration from the “Household” edition of Hard Times that has Louisa looking serene and business-like as her father informs her that Mr. Bounderby has asked for her hand.