You try to reconcile him with other men; you give him the attributes of other men.
Open your eyes; see the truth: that he is no more akin to man than Black Bart is like a man.

And when you give him your affection, Miss Cumberland, _you are giving your affection to a wild wolf!_ Do you believe me ?" He knew that she was shaken.

He could feel it, even without the testimony of his eyes to witness.

He went on, speaking with great rapidity, lest she should escape from the influence which he had already gained over her.
"I felt it when I first saw him--a certain nameless kinship with elemental forces.

The wind blew through the open door--it was Dan Barry.
The wild geese called from the open sky--for Dan Barry.