That is some comfort.

I think one may be afraid for other people.
Mariuccia was so much disturbed that I was obliged to go myself to get De Pretis, who gave up all his lessons that day and came to give me his advice.

He looked grave and spoke very little, but he is a broad-shouldered, genial man, and very comforting.

He insisted on going himself at once to see Nino, to give him all the help he could.
He would not hear of my going, for he said I ought to be bled and have some tea of mallows to calm me.

And when I offered him a cigar from the box of good ones Nino had given me he took six or seven, and put them in his pocket without saying a word.