"It wur them other boys." She was touched by his beauty and quick sensitiveness.

"I was only teasing.

I'm sure you like being with me." Paul had never heard such exquisite tones from human lips.

To his ears, accustomed to the harsh Lancashire burr, her low, accentless voice was music.

So another of his senses was caught in the enchantment.
"Yo' speak so pretty," said he.
At that moment a spruce but perspiring young teacher came up.