We heard no more of your running away. Mr. Moore used to tease you on the subject for a year afterwards."
"She never said a lesson with greater spirit," subjoined Moore. "She then, for the first time, gave me the treat of hearing my native tongue spoken without accent by an English girl."
"She was as sweet as summer cherries for a month afterwards," struck in Henry: "a good hearty quarrel always left Shirley's temper better than it found it."
"You talk of me as if I were not present," observed Miss Keeldar, who had not yet lifted her face.
"Are you sure you _are_ present?" asked Moore. "There have been moments since my arrival here when I have been tempted to inquire of the lady of Fieldhead if she knew what had become of my former pupil."
"She is here now."

We heard no more of your running away."
"She never said a lesson with greater spirit," added Moore. "She for the first time gave me the treat of hearing my native tongue spoken without accent by an English girl."
"She was as sweet as summer cherries for a month afterwards," struck in Henry: "a good hearty quarrel always improved Shirley's temper."
"You talk of me as if I were not present," observed Miss Keeldar.
"Are you sure you are present?" asked Moore. "At times since my arrival here, I have been tempted to ask the lady of Fieldhead if she knew what had become of my former pupil."
"She is here now."
