A poor slip of vulgar stock with the spirit of a house cat.

I would have married her well, for she was handsome after a fashion, but she thwarted me and chose to wed a lout of a huckster in the Bredestreet.

She shall have her portion from Willebald's gold, but none from me.

But Philip is true child of mine, and sprung on both sides of high race.

Nay, I name no names, and before men he is of my husband's getting.