She stood in shadow in front of the class, with catkins in her hand, and she leaned towards the children, absorbed in the passion of instruction.
She heard, but did not notice the click of the door.

Suddenly she started.

She saw, in the shaft of ruddy, copper-coloured light near her, the face of a man.

It was gleaming like fire, watching her, waiting for her to be aware.

It startled her terribly.