His life is sad.

Nobody need tell me--he sees the good in things.

Once he said somebody had to be a Ranger.

Well, I say, thank God for a Ranger like him!" After that there was a long silence in the little room, broken only by the cooing of the baby.

I did not dare to peep in at Miss Sampson then.
Somehow I expected Steele to arrive at that moment, and his step did not surprise me.