He mentioned the candidate kindly to Miss Waring.

He repeated little anecdotes that he had heard to his advantage.

Lawrence regarded the poor suitor as a painter does a picture.

He took him up in the arms of his charity and moved him round and round.

He put him upon his sympathy as upon an easel, and turned on the kindly lights and judiciously darkened the apartment.
His generosity was chivalric, but it was unavailing.