Historian (doesn't understand this alien language I'm speaking): Really?
Me: But you don't have any problem sleeping, do you? That's because you have the good temperament.
Historian: That's right. Saint John the Good.
Me: Good temperament, I said. Besides, you are good. You're not venal.
Historian: As opposed to you. You wouldn't say you're venal, would you?
Me: I sure am. I am quick to anger and consumed with envy.
Historian: Just the opposite of what you're supposed to be.
Me: (quick to wrath, therefore fuming)
Historian: You're supposed to be . . . what is it the Book of Mormon says?
Me: . . .
Historian: Slow to anger and quiet as an . . . owl? And wise as . . . a goat.
Me: Wise as a goat.
Historian: . . . or maybe that's the Bible, but not translated correctly.