What I say you can bet on till you've lost all your money.

Here he is, spying to beat the promised-landers--just had tea with Feisul and learned all the inside facts--offered me a pound to come and find you, but I charged him two and got the money in advance.
"You ought to pay me a commission, too, and then I'll get married if there's an honest woman left in Damascus.

If either of you want my advice, you won't believe a word the other says, but I expect you're both too wilful to be guided.

Anyhow, you'll have to talk in front of me, because my master is afraid of being murdered; he isn't afraid of ghosts or bad smells, but the sight of a long knife turns his heart to water and sets him to praying so loud that you can't get a word in edgewise.

Go on, both of you--yalla! Talk!" Does it begin to be obvious why kings used to employ court jesters?
The modern cabinets should have them--men like Jeremy (though they'd be hard to find) to break the crust of situations.