"What effect does Field-Lane generally have upon you?" said he.
"It tires me a little—generally. Not to-day."
"No, I see it has not; and how you come out of that den, looking as you do, I confess is an incomprehensible thing to me. What has pleased you there?"
A smile came upon Eleanor's face, so bright as shewed it was but the outbreaking of the light he had seen there before. His question she met with another.
"Did nothing there please you?"
"Do you mean to evade my inquiry?"
"I will tell you what pleased me," said Eleanor. "Perhaps you remarked—whereabouts were you?"
"A few feet behind you and your scholars."
"Then perhaps you remarked a boy who came in when the lesson was partly done—midway in the time—a boy who came in and took his seat in my class."
"I remarked him—and you will excuse me for saying, I do not understand how pleasure can be connected in anybody's mind with the sight of him."