"Put out your hand and bow, sir," she went on.
"This is Mr.Hiram Ranger, Mr.Simeon.

Mr.Simeon, Mr.Ranger; Mr.
Ranger, Mr.Simeon." Hiram, wondering at his own weakness, awkwardly took the paw so uncannily like a mummied hand.

"What did you do this for, Adelaide ?" said he, in a tone of mild remonstrance where he had intended to be firm.
"He's so fascinating, I couldn't resist.

He's so wonderfully human--" "That's it," said her father; "so--so--" "Loathsomely human," interjected Arthur.
"Loathsome," said the father.
"That impression soon wears off," assured Adelaide, "and he's just like a human being as company.

I'd be bored to death if I didn't have him.