He judged individuals on their merits with an eye as piercing and as pitiless as Saint Simon's.

On pretence and affectation he had no mercy.

Learning, intellect, character, humility, integrity, worth, he held always in true esteem.

As Froude says, and it is the final word, Carlyle's "extraordinary talents were devoted, with an equally extraordinary purity of purpose, to his Maker's service, so far as he could see and understand that Maker's will." He led "a life of single-minded effort to do right and only that of constant truthfulness in word and deed." That the man who wrote these sentences at the close of a book with which they are quite in keeping should have been reviled as a traitor to Carlyle's memory is strange indeed.

To Froude it was incredible.