He was not born great, he was common as we are; yet he was master of the world at last.

Once he was only a little child, then he was a lieutenant, then he was a general, then he was an emperor.

When he said a thing to himself he never forgot it.

He waited, and waited and waited, and it came at last." "He must have been very happy," said Em.
"I do not know," said Lyndall; "but he had what he said he would have, and that is better than being happy.

He was their master, and all the people were white with fear of him.