It is easy to let an individual stand for a type." "If the individual is Black Steve Driscoll, I hope he's an uncommon type." Father Lucien made a sign of agreement.

"Driscoll was in my thoughts.

A strange man; dogged and sullen, with a heart that kindness cannot touch.
Yet one feels he is afraid." "He was afraid when he was ill; I wonder why.

The fellow has no religious or moral code.

But he drinks hard and perhaps he's superstitious." "What is superstition ?" the missionary asked with a smile.