RIP Mr. Harding

Poor dear, sweet Mr. Harding. Never completely appreciated by his friends (save Nellie) until it was too late: 

Up to this day no one would have said specially that Mr. Harding was a favourite in the town. He had never been forward enough in anything to become the acknowledged possessor of popularity. But, now that he was gone, men and women told each other how good he had been.