Truly it is not good for man to be alone, even though he be upon a throne.

I am not upon a throne, Fraeulein, but I am near one--a small, barren throne, whose greatest attribute is its ancestry.

My home is a sad, lonely place--how lonely even you, who have guessed so shrewdly and who speak so eloquently, cannot know.

You should thank God for your lowly birth and your lowly friends." "I do," the girl answered, with a queer, half-sad, half-amused expression upon her face which Max could not interpret.
"But we cannot break the chains that have been welded a thousand years--that have grown stronger and tighter with each generation," said Max.

"You truthfully said, 'One may only endure.'" "I also said that at rare moments one may hope," she answered, with drooping head.
"Not I, Fraeulein.