But this was a landmark, the smallest reference to which made all other allusions to him quite clear.

It was easy to speak of Mr.Van Torp as the central figure in a _cause celebre_: newspapers love the French language the more as they understand it the less; just as the gentle amateur in literature tries to hide his cloven hoof under the thin elegance of italics.
Particular stress was laid upon the millionaire's dreadful hypocrisy.
He taught in the Sunday Schools at Nickelville, the big village which had sprung up at his will and which was the headquarters of his sanctimonious wickedness.

He was compared to Solomon, not for his wisdom, but on account of his domestic arrangements.

He was indeed a father to his flock.

It was a touching sight to see the little ones gathered round the knees of this great and good man, and to note how an unconscious and affectionate imitation reflected his face in theirs.