He has all sorts of difficulties to surmount, while you have only to get your personality accepted--which, when I look at you, I think might be done," I added, laughing.
"_Jo hoga, so hoga_--what will be, will be," he said; "but religion or no religion, I mean to do it." Then he lighted a cigarette and said, "Come, it is time to go and see his Saturnine majesty, the Maharajah of Baithopoor." I called for my hat and gloves.
"By-the-bye, Griggs, you may as well put on a black coat.

You know the old fellow is a king, after all, and you had better produce a favourable impression." I retired to comply with his request, and as I came back he turned quickly and came towards me, holding out both hands, with a very earnest look in his face.
"Griggs, I care for that lady more than I can tell you," he said, taking my hands in his.
"My dear fellow, I am sure you do.

People do not go suddenly into trances at a name that is indifferent to them.

I am sure you love her very honestly and dearly." "You and she have come into my life almost together, for it was not until I talked with you last night that I made up my mind.

Will you help me?
I have not a friend in the world." The simple, boyish look was in his eyes, and he stood holding my hands and waiting for my answer.