He said things that comforted me.
Nigel found out that he comforted me, and--when he called here, he was more polite to him than he had ever been to Mr.Brent.He seemed almost as if he liked him.

He actually asked him to dinner two or three times.
After dinner, he would go out of the room and leave us together.

Oh, Betty!" clinging to her hands, "I was so wretched then, that sometimes I thought I was going out of my mind.

I think I looked wild.

I used to kneel down and try to pray, and I could not." "Yes, yes," said Betty.
"I used to feel that if I could only have one friend, just one, I could bear it better.