““You’re so ugly,” Belinda whined, briefly claiming his grace’s attention. “Who are you?” he demanded. She blinked in surprise. “I’m Belinda, of course.” “I’m not ugly, young Belinda,” he corrected her sternly. “I have a unique manly beauty that few can appreciate.” “Oh,” said Belinda. “I thought you were just ugly. What a pity I’m not one of the few who can appreciate your unique manly beauty,” she added glumly.””
