"Heavens, no! You'd set it all a-hissing and a-boiling."
"To-night, sire, I thought of killing Struboff."
"Ah, yes, the pleasures of imagination! I often indulge in them."
"Then a bullet for myself."
"Of course! And another impresario for Coralie! You must look ahead in such matters."
"It would have made a great sensation."
"Everywhere, except in the bosom of Coralie."
"Your cleverness robbed the world of that other sensation long ago. If I had killed you!"
"It would have been another—another impresario for my Princess."