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Well, he would atone for it on the next occasion. He asked:
"Has he no relations?"
"A mother, at present in Florence. There have been misunderstandings, I
suspect. He has probably found her out, like he found out our Duchess;
like he will find out both you and me, if we give him the chance.
Meanwhile he gropes about in a wistful fashion, trying to carve out a
scheme of life for himself and to learn something from al lof us. What
can a person of that kind have in common with a mother of any kind?"
"Everything," said Mr. Heard enthusiastically.
"Nothing at all. You are thinking of your own mother. You forget that
you never see her. Any son can live with any mother under those
conditions. The fact remains: nobody can misunderstand a boy like his
own mother. Look around you, and see if it is not true! Honour thy
father and thy mother. Perhaps. But we must civilize our mothers before
we can expect any rational companionship between them and their sons.
Girls are different. They are more cynical and less idealistic, they
can put up with mothers, they can laugh at them.


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