Margery looked up at him, colouring, startled, suspicious. Truth, Lady, you've no call to look at me thus, Hugh said, smiling. "I'm eldening now, like my late master, God cherish him, but I'm not so old I can't remember what it is to burn, […]
Truth, Lady, you've no call to look at me thus,
Give me the boy, now, and no more of your jaw. I am going to take the boy home with me.
It is from an attentive observation of his conduct, not from the exaggerated praise of the native or the indistinguishing censure of the foreign historians, that a true idea of his genius and abilities is to be collected.
Don't think too hard about the answers to a personality test; just go with your gut feeling.
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