The fundamentals of the blood will always crop out.
You can educate the brain but not the blood.

I am not an Englishman; I merely received my education at Oxford." "A fugitive, however, of any blood might have come to my window." "Yes; I am a fugitive, pursued by the god of Irony.

And Irony is never particular; the chase is the thing.

What matters it whether the quarry be wolf or sheep ?" Kitty was impressed by the bitterness of the tone.

"What is your name ?" "John Hawksley." "But that is English!" "I should not care to call myself Two-Hawks, literally.