The speed of a fleet, you know, is the speed of the slowest ship, and the speed of the teachers is affected the same way.

They can't go any faster than the ruck of their scholars, and I can set a faster pace for myself than they set for a whole schoolroom." "'He travels the fastest who travels alone,'" she quoted at him.
But I'd travel faster with you just the same, was what he wanted to blurt out, as he caught a vision of a world without end of sunlit spaces and starry voids through which he drifted with her, his arm around her, her pale gold hair blowing about his face.

In the same instant he was aware of the pitiful inadequacy of speech.

God! If he could so frame words that she could see what he then saw! And he felt the stir in him, like a throe of yearning pain, of the desire to paint these visions that flashed unsummoned on the mirror of his mind.

Ah, that was it! He caught at the hem of the secret.