His lips quivered a little, but his eyes on her face were brave and faithful.

Suddenly Ellen seemed to see in this young man a counterpart of her own father.
Granville had a fine, high forehead and contemplative outlook.

He had been a good scholar.

Many said that it was a pity he had to leave school and go to work.

It had been the same with her father.
Andrew had always looked immeasurably above his labor.