He became suddenly aware that he had been gazing at the face of the one female student in class whose shapeliness was there to be seen through the flimsiness of what she wore.  Was she feeling a joy?  He was aware that he was one of many looking at her, but also that the rest were looking lower on, for the details.  He, though, needed first to know if she minded.  She was listening to the professor, and then, unexpectedly, she spoke in ways lucid enough to suggest to him, It’s a hot day — is it her fault that she is also matter to behold?  In his mind, he saw her transform from a person to gaze at to a person to look up to.  She was an advanced practitioner of mind over matter.  Already his mind was filled with her.  It was only when she had suddenly turned to look at him that he first dropped his eyes to the matter.