"You are all right now," said the man.
Whereupon the horse began contentedly cropping the grass.
"I met Mr.King, accidentally, once, at the depot in Fairlands," continued the woman with the disfigured face.

"He impressed me, then, as being a genuinely good man--a true gentleman.

But, judging from his books, Conrad Lagrange is not a man I would wish Sibyl to meet.

I have wondered at the artist's friendship with him." "I tell you, Myra, Lagrange is all right," said Brian Oakley, stoutly.
"He's odd and eccentric and rough spoken sometimes; but he's not at all what you would think him from the stuff he writes.

He's a true man at heart, and you needn't worry about Sibyl getting anything but good from an acquaintance with him.