'Very well,' said Hugo, 'I'll hold my tongue.'
'That's all, then?'
'Quite all.'
'I suppose I can go? You'll let me pass? You'll not exercise your right to treat me as a burglar?'
'There are the stairs. Pass Shawn boldly. He is terrible, but he will not eat you.'
'Thanks.'
'And that is the unrivalled company promoter! And this is life!' Hugo meditated when he was alone on the dome.
He leaned over the railing of the gallery, and watched his legions gathering for the day's battle.