Always she would be unusual because of her extreme height, her narrow eyes, her vivid coloring.

But a greater maturity, a fuller figure, had come to be a part of the vision with which one looked at Linda.

In these days no one saw her as she was.

Even her schoolmates had fallen into the habit of seeing her as she would be in the years to come.
Thus far she had been able to keep her identities apart without any difficulty; but the book proposition was so unexpected, it was such a big thing to result from her modest beginning, that Linda realized that she must proceed very carefully, she must concentrate with all her might, else her school work would begin to suffer in favor of the book.
Recently so many things had arisen to distract her attention.

Many days she had not been able to keep Eileen's face off her geometry papers; and again she saw Gilman's, anxious and pain-filled.