The relief in his face was almost piteous.
He seized his visitor's hand and would have fawned upon it.

Prince Shan withdrew himself a little farther from the bed.
"Immelan," he said, "during my stay in England I have studied you and your methods, I have listened to all you have had to say and to propose, I have weighed the advantages and the disadvantages of the scheme you have outlined to me, and I only arrived at my decision after the most serious and unbiassed reflection.

Your scheme itself was bold and almost splendid, but, as you yourself well know at the back of your mind, it would lay the seeds of a world tumult.

I have studied history, Immelan, perhaps a little more deeply than you, and I do not believe in conquests.

For the restoration to China of such lands as belong geographically and rightly to the Chinese Empire, I have my own plans.
You, it seems to me, would make a cat's-paw of all Asia to gratify your hatred of England." "A cat's-paw!" Immelan gasped.