Compared with Mr.Belcher, with all his wealth, he was nobility personified.

Compared with the sordid men around her, with whom he would be an object of supercilious contempt, he seemed like a demigod.

His eccentricities, his generosities, his originalities of thought and fancy, were a feast to her.

There was more of him than she could find in any of her acquaintances--more that was fresh, piquant, stimulating, and vitally appetizing.

Having once come into contact with him, the influence of his presence had remained, and it was with a genuine throb of pleasure that she found herself with him again.
When he left her that night, he left her in tears.