When he talks, he says that a bishop ought to be so.

Just imagine! the door of our house is never fastened.
Whoever chooses to enter finds himself at once in my brother's room.

He fears nothing, even at night.

That is his sort of bravery, he says.
He does not wish me or Madame Magloire feel any fear for him.

He exposes himself to all sorts of dangers, and he does not like to have us even seem to notice it.