"I will not stay.

I will not be associated with this meeting.

You are bunglers, all of you.
I came only to listen, on your solemn assurance of entire secrecy.

We are spied upon at the Villa Mimosa, we are made fools of on board this yacht.

No more unofficial meetings for me!" "Quite right, old fellow," Richard declared, as they passed out and on to the deck.