These fellows are dangerous." "I will fight you on any terms!" I fired back at him.
"I shall send you one of my lackeys," he replied.

"Take them away, and shoot them if they resist." "Liberate the gentlemen," said Gretchen.
The Count gazed at her in amazement.
"Liberate them ?" he cried.
"I command it." "You ?" said the Prince.
"Yes.

This is my principality; these are my soldiers; I command here." This was a coup indeed.
"But we represent his Majesty!" cried the Count, still holding me by the throat.

I was all but strangled myself.
"I care not whom you represent," said Gretchen.

"I am obedient only to the King, not his minions.