Have you not heard it said that walls have ears?
Well, in a small room, they may use them to some purpose.

But here, we sit so far removed from the walls that, strain their ears as they may, they will hear nothing; even the very key-hole, opening wide its naughty eye, will see naught, neither will the adjacent ear hear anything.

We may speak freely." The Bishop, signing to the Knight to help himself to fruit, moved the wine toward him.

At his own right hand stood a Venetian flagon and goblet of ruby glass, ornamented with vine leaves and clusters of grapes.

The Bishop drank only from this flagon, pouring its contents himself into the goblet which he held to the light before he drank from it, enjoying the rich glow of colour, and the beauty of the engraving.
His guests sometimes wondered what specially choice kind of wine the Bishop kept for his own, exclusive use.