That moreover it behooveth to scourge all such heretics as would have it that these herein-afore-mentioned swineherds had bedrunk themselves and did cunningly adduce this tale of witchery to the end that they might escape meet …

If sometimes, in private, he grimaced over “the egg,” his manner to the donors and donoresses was all tactful thanks.

It also sometimes betrays a kind of fear or dislike—a kind of, for lack of a better term, Blackophobia.

It's getting quite stuffy in this room: let's open the windows and air it.