29/33 One can always command one's eyes, but one's lips sometimes get out of control. He could not have noticed my lips, however, for he cried: "By George, you're splendid! I wish I could take a knock-out blow like that!" "You'll have to one of these days. It's the only way of taking it. And now," said I, in a businesslike tone, "I've told you all this with a purpose. At Wymington it will be a case of 'Le Roi est mort. |