He was stout, squarely built, with a massive head and a thoughtful expression.

His appearance was up to Harry's anticipations.

He felt that he would be prouder to be Mr.Vincent than any man in Boston, He could hardly believe that this man, who controlled so influential an organ, and was so honored in the community, was once a printer boy like himself.
"What paper are you connected with ?" asked Mr.Vincent.
"The 'Centreville Gazette.'" "I have seen it.

It is quite a respectable paper." "But how different," thought Harry, "from a great city daily!" "Let us go out to dinner," said Mr.Vincent, consulting his watch.
"I have an engagement immediately afterward." At table Harry sat between Maud and Oscar.

If at first he felt a little bashful, the feeling soon wore away.