Hurrell Froude was a brilliant talker, a consummate dialectician, and an ardent proselytising controversialist.

But his young listener knew a little history, and perceived that, to put it mildly, there were gaps in Hurrell's knowledge.
When he heard that the Huguenots were despicable, that Charles I.
was a saint, that the Old Pretender was James III., that the Revolution of 1688 was a crime, and that the Non-jurors were the true confessors of the English Church, it did not seem to square with his reading, or his reflections.

Perhaps, after all, the infallible Hurrell might be wrong.

One fear he had never been able to instil into his brother, and that was the fear of death.

When asked what would happen if he were suddenly called to appear in the presence of God, Anthony replied that he was in the presence of God from morning to night and from night to morning.