He rather enjoyed seeing his own prejudice against women grotesquely reflected in this flighty stranger's prejudice against men.

As the best excuse for himself that he could make, he gave her all the information that she could possibly want--then tried again to pass on--and again in vain.

He had recovered his place in her estimation: she had not done with him yet.
"You know all about the way there," she said "I wonder whether you know anything about the school ?" No change in her voice, no change in her manner, betrayed any special motive for putting this question.

Alban was on the point of suggesting that she should go on to the school, and make her inquiries there--when he happened to notice her eyes.

She had hitherto looked him straight in the face.