Throw him into one of those passions in which he flamed out so easily--and you would have said, This is a tiger.
Wait till he had cooled down again to his customary mild temperature--and you would have said with equal truth, This is a lamb.
"One thing rather surprises me, Mr.Dubourg," I went on.

"I can't quite understand----" "Don't call me Mr.Dubourg," he interposed.

"You remind me of the disgrace which has forced me to change my name.

Call me by my Christian name.

It's a foreign name.