But of that decree never a word shall pass his lips; if it does, recall your saying and take back the lady Noma from where she stands beside me.

I tell you that never a word will pass his lips; for even as he rises a stroke shall take him, such a stroke as often falls upon the fat and aged, and he will sink to the ground snoring through his nostrils.

For a while thereafter--it may be six hours, it may be twelve--he shall lie insensible, and then a cry will arise that the king is dead!" "Ay," said Hafela, "and that I have poisoned him!" "Why, Prince?
Few know what is in your father's mind, and with those, being king, you will be able to deal.

Also this is the virtue of the poison which I choose, that it is swift, yet the symptoms of it are the symptoms of a natural sickness.

But that your safety and mine may be assured, I have made yet another plan, though of this there will be little need.