I was quite sure that he liked me, and that he did not class me with the others in the house.

But when the breakfast-bell rang, he gave a slight start, and his voice changed; and such a frown came over his face! He looked at his watch, said something about the hour, and quickly left the room.

I bent my head over my book and sat still, till I heard them all come down and go into the breakfast-room.

I trusted they would not know he had been talking to me, and there was little danger, unless they guessed it from my cheeks being so aflame.
At breakfast he was more silent than ever, and his brow had not quite got over that sudden frown.

At dinner he was away again, as the day before.
The day passed much as yesterday had done.