Jarvis. I almost stopped one of the bullets.
Princess. Your hand is bleeding.
Jarvis. Please—I don't see how the devil—— (Runs up and puts up shade at window 3, sees there is no way out.) Damn!
Princess. You have evidently shot someone and are making me shield you from justice.
Jarvis. (Coming down) No, not from justice—but from the law.
Princess. I thought they were the same.
Jarvis. No, not always—there would be no justice for me at the hands of the law.
Princess. Well, that is not for me to decide.
Jarvis. But you shall decide—at least you shall listen and if you find me guilty—I'll—well, I'll take that door or, or anything you say.
Princess. Your presumption is indeed ridiculous.