Just as I am, I mean, before you know for certain whether all this is going to 'take.'" The Dean glanced up in a startled manner and looked at the face framed by the window quite as if he had never really given it an interested scrutiny before.

Not being inclined to sentiment by nature, he had regarded Kit so far solely from the experimental standpoint.

Since she had turned out to be a girl, he had decided to make the best of it, and at least try the effect of the course of instruction upon her.

The personal equation had never entered into his calculation, and yet here was Kit forcing it upon him, quite as plainly as though she had said: "Do you like me or don't you?
If you don't I think I had better go back home." "Well, bless my heart," he said, rubbing his head.

"I thought that we had settled all that.