That's why I gave you the dagger.

I used to wear it; and I was afraid I might be tempted to use it some day, when the thought came across me how handsome you'd look, and how quiet, when you were dead, and your soul up there so happy in Abraham's bosom, watching all the Gentiles frying and roasting for ever down below.

Don't laugh at me, I say; and don't thwart me! I may make you the emperor's prime minister some day.

I can if I choose.' 'Heaven forbid!' said Raphael, laughing.
'Don't laugh.

I cast your nativity last night, and I know you have no cause to laugh.