Do you still hope and suffer, and fear death like a common man?
Is the flesh beneath your gold and purple the same as mine beneath my rags?
Do old memories torment you, memories of the dead who come no more?
Can you feel griefs, and the ache of disappointment ?" "Do I sit here to answer riddles, Fool ?" answered Janees angrily.

"Turn the fellow out.

I have business." Now guards sprang forward to do the King's bidding, but again Kepher waved his staff, and again they fell back.

Certainly it seemed as though there were power in that staff.
"Business, King," he said.

"Not of the State, I think, but with one who lodges yonder," and he nodded towards the shuttered room whence Tua watched him.