Also she gave him more money than a boy ought to have.

As a result, or partly so, Barbara found that her son grew more and more uncontrollable.

He mixed with grooms and low characters, and when checked flew into fits of passion which frightened her.
Oddly enough, during these paroxysms, which were generally followed by two or three days of persistent sulking, the only person who seemed to have any control over him was a certain under-housemaid named Bess Cotton, the daughter of a small farmer in the neighbourhood.

This girl, who was only about three years older than Anthony, was remarkable for her handsome appearance and vigour of body and mind.

Her hair and large eyes were so dark that probably the local belief that she had gipsy or other foreign blood in her veins was true.