At last they grew quiet; I closed my eyes again.

The pain was less now; they were quiet; I could sleep.
When a man looks back on the past, reviewing in his mind the chances Fortune has given and the calls she has made, he always torments himself by thinking that he could have done other and better than in fact he did.

Even now I lie awake at night sometimes, making clever plans by which I could have thwarted Rupert's schemes.

In these musings I am very acute; Anton von Strofzin's idle talk furnishes me with many a clue, and I draw inferences sure and swift as a detective in the story books.
Bauer is my tool, I am not his.

I lay Rischenheim by the heels, send Rupert howling off with a ball in his arm, and carry my precious burden in triumph to Mr.Rassendyll.By the time I have played the whole game I am indeed proud of myself.