His whole body seemed to shrink.

Turning sadly away, he again started back toward the river.
"Stop!" Auntie Sue's voice rang out imperiously.
The man halted.
"Look at me," she commanded.
Slowly, he raised his eyes.

The gentle old teacher spoke with fine spirit, now, but kindly still: "This is sheer nonsense, my boy.

You wouldn't hurt me.

Why, you couldn't! Of course, you are not yourself; but, do you think that I do not know a gentleman when I meet one?
Come--" She held out her hand.
A moment he stood, gazing at her in wondering awe.