Gordon Wright was surely an excellent friend.

He took an interest in you.

He asked no idle questions and made no vague professions; but he entered into your situation, he examined it in detail, and what he learned he never forgot.

Months afterwards, he asked you about things which you yourself had forgotten.

He was not a man of whom it would be generally said that he had the gift of sympathy; but he gave his attention to a friend's circumstances with a conscientious fixedness which was at least very far removed from indifference.