"The tint is wonderful," I said, "as lucent a green as the top of the comber that is to break and overwhelm you.

And these knobs of gold, within and without, and the strange shape the tortured glass has been made to take.

I find it of a quite sinister beauty, my lord." "It hath been much admired," said the nobleman addressed.
"I am strangely suited, my lord," I went on, still dreamily enjoying the beauty of the green gem within my clasp.

"I am a soldier with an imagination.

Sometimes, to give the rein to my fancy pleases me more than wine.