For two months he had
depended almost entirely upon his young hostess for companionship, and
the fact that the large box of books he had ordered from the city
remained unopened, gave evidence that the Doctor had not been bored.
During the hours when he was not engrossed in verifying statistics,
and appending references to those voluminous and still accumulating
notes for the fifth volume of his great work, he devoted himself to
sorting and arranging the odds and ends of facts and fancies that he
found stored away in Miss Lady's brain. Under ordinary circumstances
he would have dismissed a pupil to whom clearness and accuracy were
strangers, and whose attention wandered with every passing butterfly.
In the classroom he not only demanded but practised order and system.
He arrived at his conclusions by as methodical a series of mental
actions as he arrived at his desk every morning at twenty-nine minutes
to nine. But these were not ordinary circumstances.
The impetuous young person who listened to him with such rapt
admiration and respect, when she listened at all, had no method or
system whatever. She simply waited for the hint, the flash that
revealed the vision, then she joyously and fearlessly leaped to her
conclusion.
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