I entreat you not to go with that man.' 'Not to go with me!' cried Hugh.

'I'm too rough for them all.

They're all afraid of me.

Why, bless you mistress, I've the tenderest heart alive.

I love all the ladies, ma'am,' said Hugh, turning to the locksmith's wife.
Mrs Varden opined that if he did, he ought to be ashamed of himself; such sentiments being more consistent (so she argued) with a benighted Mussulman or wild Islander than with a stanch Protestant.