Look to the heir of your house yourself.

When 'angels unaware' visit you again, treat them better than you have treated me." With a gesture indescribably grand and kingly, the silver-haired old man turned to go, folding his long cloak about him.

But the voice of the baronet called him back.
"Stay," he said.

"You speak of serving my son.

What danger threatens his infant life that you can avert ?" "I know of none.