Could he lend me any books?
I thanked him for the proffered kindness, but I had my own books to read by that time.

Mr.Stubbs's sermons were much superior to Mr.
Plaford's.

They were almost too good for the congregation.

He dwelt with fondness on the tender side of Christ's character, and seemed to look forward to a heaven which would ultimately contain everybody.
On one occasion we had a phenomenal old gentleman in the pulpit.

He was white-haired but florid.