I teach in the school." She did not tell him, however, that his face had interested her so much that she had asked his name.
Again he started.

He had heard of this young lady.

Somebody had told him that she was the prettiest girl in Wales, and the cleverest, but that her father was not a gentleman.
"Oh," he said, taking off his hat in the direction of the canoe.

"Isn't it a little risky, Miss Granger, for you to be canoeing alone in this mist ?" "Yes," she answered frankly, "but I am used to it; I go out canoeing in all possible weathers.

It is my amusement, and after all the risk does not matter much," she added, more to herself than to him.
While he was wondering what she meant by that dark saying, she went on quickly: "Do you know, Mr.Bingham, I think that you are in more danger than I am.