A Kind Man I think the chief thing that struck me about Burton was his kindness. There was something very pleasing in his possibly raise it in anger; his smile was benign. Here was a man who attracted you because you felt in him a real love for his fellow. He had charm. But there was nothing gawky in him: he liked his game of cards and his cocktail, he could tell with point a good and spicy story, and in his youth he had been something of an athlete. He was a rich man and he made every penny himself. I suppose one thing that made you like him was that he was so small and frail; he aroused your instincts of protection. You felt that he could not bear to hurt a fly.