You might have acted otherwise than to defy your sovereign before the Queen! I trusted you might, indeed!" He was silent again, his protruding lip working angrily, as if he had tasted something he disliked.

Don John's half apology had not been received with much grace, but he saw no way open save to insist that it was genuine.
"It is certainly true that I have lived much in camps of late," he answered, "and that a camp is not a school of manners, any more than the habit of commanding others accustoms a man to courtly submission." "Precisely.

You have learned to forget that you have a superior in Spain, or in the world.

You already begin to affect the manners and speech of a sovereign--you will soon claim the dignity of one, too, I have no doubt.

The sooner we procure you a kingdom of your own, the better, for your Highness will before long become an element of discord in ours." "Rather than that," answered Don John, "I will live in retirement for the rest of my life." "We may require it of your Highness," replied Philip, standing still and facing his brother.