“ Not a bit of it. Not one of them. Not half so well, ” said Cashel, cheerfully, replying to as much of her speech as he understood.
“ Perhaps the subject does not interest you, ” she said, turning to him.
“ On the contrary; I like it of all things, ” said he, boldly.
“ I can hardly say so much for my own interest in it. I am told that you are a student, Mr. Cashel Byron. What are your favorite studies? — or rather, since that is generally a hard question to answer, what are your pursuits? ”
Alice listened.
Cashel looked doggedly at Lydia, and his color slowly deepened. “ I am a professor, ” he said.
“ A professor of what? I know I should ask of where; but that would only elicit the name of a college, which would convey no real information to me. ”
“ I am a professor of science, ” s
