Emily stepped aside for a minute to give some directions about her luggage.

In that interval Mrs.Rook's cunning little eyes turned on Alban with an expression of malicious scrutiny.
"You were walking the other way," she whispered, "when I met you." She stopped, and glanced over her shoulder at Emily.

"I see what attraction has brought you back to the school.

Steal your way into that poor little fool's heart; and then make her miserable for the rest of her life!--No need, miss, to hurry," she said, shifting the polite side of her toward Emily, who returned at the moment.

"The visits of the trains to your station here are like the visits of the angels described by the poet, 'few and far between.' Please excuse the quotation.