"Isn't his work here done ?" "Ay, it's done.

Perhaps it's done," he answered.

"At least he has given us back our good king." To lay on the king the full blame for what he was would have been rank injustice.

Sapt was not guilty of it, but his disappointment was bitter that all our efforts had secured no better ruler for Ruritania.

Sapt could serve, but he liked his master to be a man.
"Ay, I'm afraid the lad's work here is done," he said, as I shook him by the hand.