To the last he persisted in assuming that Cecil was the person who would help, if he could, a kinsman devoted to his interests and profoundly conscious of his worth.

To the last he commended his cause to Cecil in terms of unstinted affection and confiding hope.

It is difficult to judge of the sincerity of such language.

The mere customary language of compliment employed by every one at this time was of a kind which to us sounds intolerable.

It seems as if nothing that ingenuity could devise was too extravagant for an honest man to use, and for a man who respected himself to accept.