You dare not touch me; you know that." It seemed that he was right, for they stopped with staring, stupid eyes and idle hands.
"Will you listen to me, whom you have known for years, or to this talker from the town?
Choose now.

I am tired of you.

I have been patient with you for years.

You are sheep; are you fools also, to be dazzled by the words of an idle talker who promises all and gives nothing ?" There was a sullen silence.

Paul had lost his power over them, and he knew it.