The project seemed good, and he put it into execution.

As he walked up the frozen road, he industriously repeated in his mind the Greek verses he was going to translate to Mrs.Goddard; he had no copy of them but his memory was very good.

He met half a dozen labourers, strolling about with their pipes until it was time to go and have a pint of beer, as is their manner upon holidays; they touched their hats to him, remembering his face well, and he smiled happily at the rough fellows, contrasting his situation with theirs, who from the misfortune of social prejudice were not permitted to go and call upon Mrs.Goddard.His heart beat rather fast as he went up to the door of the cottage, and for one unpleasant moment he again doubted whether it was proper for him to make such an early visit.

But being bent on romantic adventure he rang boldly and inquired for Mrs.
Goddard.
She was surprised to see John at that hour and alone; but it did not enter her head to refuse him admittance.

Indeed as he stood in the little passage he heard the words which passed between her and Martha.
"What is it, Martha ?" "It's a young gentleman, mam.