Remember that half the trouble in life has come about through false women.
"What is it that you want ?" Von Behrling demanded.
"That you travel the rest of the way with us, and speak no more with Mademoiselle." Von Behrling drew himself up.

After all, it was he who was noble; Streuss was little more than a policeman.
"I refuse!" he exclaimed.

"Let me remind you, Streuss, that I am in charge of this expedition.

It was I who planned it.

It was I"-- he dropped his voice and touched his chest--"who struck the first blow for its success.