Her pupils knew sooner than I that she sympathized with them.

She embarrassed me, when I should have despised her.

At first her regimen surprised, then filled me with a dumb, clouded anger, which made me appear apathetic.
Miss Emily Black was a young woman, and, I thought, a handsome one.
She had crenelated black hair, large black eyes, a Roman nose, and long white teeth.

She bit her nails when annoyed, and when her superiority made her perceive the mental darkness of others she often laughed.

Being pious, she conducted her school after the theologic pattern of the Nipswich Seminary, at which she had been educated.
She opened the school each day with a religious exercise, reading something from the Bible, and commenting upon it, or questioning us regarding our ideas of what she read.