there is more real romance hidden beneath the formal Anglo-Saxon exterior than is possessed by the efferverscent Gaul or the polished Roman. The reserve, the coolness, the marked difference between casual acquaintance and friendship, the general old-fashioned quiet which the Briton adopts, is the artificial wall which he builds around his inner self…
Baroness Emmuska Orczy, The Scarlett Pimpernell Looks at the World, 1933
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And she was a Hungarian.
If another person points out that yet another person is/was Hungarian, I think I’m going to have a fit. But I live in Hungary, so maybe I’m asking for it.