You bring me this grandfather, whom you know well I do not in the least wish to see, for I have told you so. He had not been successful as the world counted success; the fat bank-account, the filled waiting room of which he had once dreamed, had never materialized except in the smoke of his evening pipe. ‘If he needed sanctuary, it raises grave doubts about his activities. I see that I am a beast—I beg your pardon, bête—and an imbecile, and an idiot. I don't know whose brainless head it may be, but it'll do for my collection. But shurely I'd know that vice," he added, turning his lantern towards the janizary.
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