She was always a little shy of Tom, even while she taught him his new trade of farmer.  There was a twinkle in his eye that was disconcerting moreover, his manners were so good, and his politeness so invariable, that she never got over an uneasy feeling that he might be laughing at her.  She liked him very much, and referred to him in her own mind as "a real gent."  But the shyness was always there.