When my mother asked him if anything had happened he replied, and I still hear his words 'Young Bruno has inherited his ancestor's dreadful passion.

His mother is naturally more worried about this than about anything else.'" "Look at him," Kurt said dryly, glancing at Bruno, who was sitting beside his mother.

For answer Bruno's eyes flashed threateningly at his brother.
"Oh, please go on, mother," Mea urged.

She was in no mood to have the tale interrupted by a fight between her brothers.
"It seemed terrible to me," the mother continued again, "that Bruno, my generous, kind friend, should have anything in his character to worry his mother.

Often I cried quietly in a corner about it and wondered how such a thing could be.