Miss McMillan placed the book on her lap and listened carefully to Mister Ray's words. Her gaze, always fixed upon his face, seemed to follow the man's changing expressions as he spoke. The girl didn't know what to make of it, as of the moment. But they were enough to make her feel that something was not quite as it seemed. This thought, however, was kept to herself.<br/><br/>When the tutor resumed his speech in the usual intonation, the young woman nearly let out a relieved sigh. It was good to know he had gone back to his usual self. There was still some thinking to be done in the future, but by now things seemed to have fallen back in their places. Miss McMillan's interest was evident in her gaze, which kept following the tutor's every move. An eventual nod accounted for proof that she was paying attention to his words.<br/><br/>As he stopped his ramblings, the girl smiled softly for a moment. It was sort of amusing to observe his attitude when he got really enthusiastic about some subject. Her smile soon disappeared - she didn't want it to be mistaken for disrespect. They had made and agreement, after all. "Thank you, sir. I will be perfectly careful with it", she promised. Her honesty did not allow her to lie to the tutor about her father's reaction. "He would not be very happy, sir. But I believe letting me borrow a book is hardly akin to educating me on business matters", she pondered, her eyes now looking at Mister Ray's. "Do you disagree, sir?"