When you come to my rooms, they attend you.

I am not a prince, but I, too, have a care for my skin.

Three of my secret service men never let me out of their sight.

They are within call at this moment." His host smiled.
"This is very interesting," he said, "but you should know me better, Immelan, than to imagine that mine are the clumsy methods of the dagger or the bullet.

The man whom I will to die--drinks with me." He pointed a long forefinger at the empty glass.