There are many sentimental fools in this world.

One has only to step into the street and shout 'Down with!' or 'Long live!' to bring these fools clattering about." "That is true enough," flapping the tails of his coat again.
"This fellow was born across the Rhine.

He has served in the navy; he is a German, therefore we can not touch him unless he commits some overt act.

He waits; there is where the danger, the real danger, lies.
He waits; and it is his German blood which gives him this patience.

A Frenchman would have exploded long since." "You have searched his luggage and his rooms, times without number." "And found nothing; nothing that I might use effectively.