It was not to be expected of him by one who knew him when at school.

Had he faults?
He must have faults.

She, curiously, could see none.

After consenting to his career as a schoolmaster, and seeing nothing ludicrous in it, she endowed him with the young school-hero's reputation, beheld him with the eyes of the girl who had loved him--and burnt his old letters!--bitterly regretted that she burnt his letters!--and who had applauded his contempt of ushers and master opposing his individual will and the thing he thought it right to do.
Musing thus, she turned a corner, on a sudden, in her mind, and ran against a mirror, wherein a small figure running up to meet her, grew large and nodded, with the laugh and eyes of Browny.

So little had she changed! The stedfast experienced woman rebuked that volatile, and some might say, faithless girl.