And presently all my rage went, and I found that I was laughing while she tidied my clothes.
I wish you could do the same, mother." "Do you, Anthony?
Well, I cannot." "I know.

Where did I get my temper from, mother?
Not from you, or my father from all I have heard and remember of him." "Your grandfather would say it was from the devil, Anthony." "Yes, and perhaps he is right; only then it is rather hard luck on me, isn't it?
I can't help it--it comes." "Then make it go, Anthony.

You are to be confirmed soon.

Change your heart." "I'll try.

But, mother dear, though I am so bad to you, you are the only one who will ever change me.