There--see how this iron bar bends beneath my furious wrench.

I could snap it like a twig, only there are long galleries here with many doors--I don't think I could find my way along them; and even if I could, I know there are iron gates below which they keep locked and barred.

They know what a clever madman I have been, and they are proud to have me here, to show.
'Let me see: yes, I had been out.

It was late at night when I reached home, and found the proudest of the three proud brothers waiting to see me--urgent business he said: I recollect it well.

I hated that man with all a madman's hate.