Bartholomew frowns for a moment. "Perhaps you're right, Your Grace... but, frankly speaking, sometimes I miss

Bartholomew frowns for a moment. "Perhaps you're right, Your Grace... but, frankly speaking, sometimes I miss my hut and the quietness that surrounded it. I suppose deep inside I remain a regular scholar, who prefers scientific research to high society. I only beg you not to take this confession for a complaint! I remain loyal to you and to my vow to serve your country."