Maxim’s Uncle Ambrose is prone to that type of nervous Edwardian blethering that we Americans mostly associate with Bertie Wooster, or maybe Miss Bates of Highbury. To me, this was actually kind of a cute insight into Ambrose’s thoughts on both his nephews, Maxim and Victor, but I had to cut most of it because Ambrose was wandering just a bit too far off topic:

“Victor told me Maxim was out of his mind with grief and anger when he saw what had been done to you. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him really angry. It was a cold kind of anger, Victor told me, and I can believe it. The two cousins have rather similar temperaments pointed in different directions, and I’ve seen Victor in that kind of cold rage once or twice. I wonder if he recognized it when he saw it on Maxim, or thought that only he himself was like that.”