In the second place, I am not at all sure that the finding of the court next week will be altogether to your satisfaction." "Do you mean this ?" Richard asked incredulously.
"Without a doubt, monsieur." "Then all I can say," Richard declared, "is that your magistrate or judge, or whatever he calls himself, is a rotter, and your laws absurd.
I sha'n't budge." "It is in your own interests, monsieur, this warning," the other persisted.

"Even if you escape these desperadoes, you still run some risk of discovering what the inside of a prison in Monaco is like." "I think not," Lane answered grimly.

"If there's anything of that sort going about, I shall board my yacht yonder and hoist the Stars and Stripes.

I shall take some getting into prison, I can tell you, and if I once get there, you'll hear about it." "Monsieur will be much wiser to avoid trouble," the official advised.
Lane placed his hand upon the other's shoulder.
"My friend," he said, "not you or a dozen like you could make me stir from this place until I am ready, and just now I am very far from ready.
See?
You can go and tell those who sent you, what I say." The emissary of the law shrugged his shoulders.

His manner was stiff but resigned.
"I have delivered my message, monsieur," he announced.