If his King dwelt with emphasis upon the dangers of the enterprise, it was not his business to remark upon it or to be thereby disheartened.

The King said very graciously that he would hold the major and his friends in no less esteem if by any misfortune they came back empty-handed.

That was most kind of him, but it was none of Gaydon's business.

The King was ill at ease and looked as though he had not slept a wink the livelong night.

Well, swollen eyes and a patched pallid face disfigure all men at times, and in any case they were none of Gaydon's business.
He rode out of Rome that afternoon as the light was failing.