And trewely, as myne housbondes tolde me, / I hadde þe beste queynte þat myghte be.

Miss Paynter had a little wonder as to whether the man, as she called Mr. Lacy in her own mind, had ever been admitted to this room. She thought not.

12 Jun 2008, St Georges Day April 23rd, “Ziopig Bush concerned he came across as a guy anxious for war Hey it's nothing.”, in alt.politics.democrat, Usenet:

Mrs. Erlynne, a pushing nobody, with a delightful lisp and Venetian-red hair[…]