From first to last, he has always acted up to it.

Did I not tell you once he was a snow-clad volcano ?" "Still, I am loth to believe--" I cried.
She interrupted me calmly.

"I knew it," she said.

"I expected it.
Beneath that cold exterior, the fires of his life burn fiercely still.

I told you we must wait for Sebastian's next move; though I confess, even from HIM, I hardly dreamt of this one.