It was as if his own had come to him at last and his whole soul suddenly leaped out to meet and welcome her.
Then her eyes fell upon him and the spell was broken.

Jasper remained kneeling mutely there, shy man once more, crimson with blushes, a strange, almost pitiful creature in his abject confusion.

A little smile flickered about the delicate corners of her mouth, but she turned and walked swiftly away down the lane.
Jasper looked after her with a new, painful sense of loss and loveliness.

It had been agony to feel her conscious eyes upon him, but he realized now that there had been a strange sweetness in it, too.

It was still greater pain to watch her going from him.
He thought she must be the new music teacher but he did not even know her name.