But there were other lessons which were for her young eyes; facts which the older eyes had ceased to notice, if they had ever noticed them at all.

The self-content, the sex-content in the endless tide of young men that thronged the streets and quads and parks; the all- sufficing nature of sport or study, to whichever their inclinations tended.

The small part which womankind seemed to have in their lives.
Stephen had had, as we know, a peculiar training; whatever her instincts were, her habits were largely boy habits.

Here she was amongst boys, a glorious tide of them; it made now and again her heart beat to look at them.

And yet amongst them all she was only an outsider.