He had an inimitable manner of sweet speaking that endeared him to younger boys capable of appreciating it, with the supernatural power of music.
It endeared him, I suppose, to young women also.

Julia repeated his phrases, as for instance, 'Silly boy, silly boy,' spoken with a wave of his hand, when a little fellow thanked him for a kindness.

She was angry at his approval of what she called my defiance of her father, and insisted that I was the catspaw of one of Heriot's plots to vex him.
'Tell Heriot you have my command to say you belong to me and must not be misled,' she said.

His answer was that he wanted it in writing.

She requested him to deliver up her previous letters.