After he had gone I imagined I'd seen his portrait somewhere." "He hasn't gone yet," the principal answered with a twinkle.

"He's waiting to see you in the managers' room, and I must confess to something of a plot when I brought him in quietly to hear your lecture." "But what does he want ?" Agatha asked with excited curiosity.
"I imagine he wants to offer you a post, but he will tell you about this.

You have half an hour before the next class." Agatha went out, trying to preserve her calm.

The man had made his mark by the application of science to industry and the thought that she might help him gave her a thrill.

This was different work from teaching beginners; taking them so far and then going over the ground again.