The armour of the arbalester is probably meant for chain-mail: that of the archer is very vague, but seems to express some kind of pourpointing. The artist has carefully distinguished the barbed head of the arrow […] That the banded defences under consideration were of pourpointing is still more unlikely; for a gamboised garment, whether of velvet, silk, cloth, or whatever material, would, in painted representations, exhibit those various […]
I will buy me a sonne in Law in a faire, and toule for this. Ile none of him.
The shock of my news had worn off, and now she'd want to know where I was, how I was doing, and she'd sniff out that I was with someone. “I just wanted to check in on you.” That was Mom. Totally unashamed about momming me.
In the bulk of commandeering transactions, however, conciliatory valuations have been the order of the day, and the rebels have in most cases got much the best of the commandeerer.
