I know that for a fact.

He's quite civilised, you know.
You needn't be afraid of him." "Afraid!" exclaimed Hilary.
Turning, she found the new-comer looking at her with brown eyes that were soft under the bushy brows.
"He can't be a red man," she said to herself.

"He hasn't got the cheek-bones." Leaving Dick to amuse himself, she smiled upon her other guest with winning graciousness and forthwith began the dainty task of initiating him into the ways of English women.
She was relieved to find that, notwithstanding his hairy appearance, he was, as Dick had assured her, quite civilised.

As the meal proceeded she suddenly conceived an interest in Canada and the States, which had never before possessed her.

She questioned him with growing eagerness, and he replied with a smile and always that half-reverent, half-shy courtliness that had first attracted her.