"None that I can see, and he is a strong man."
"So was Samson, nevertheless the Philistines spoiled him."
"Through a woman. I don't believe he has ever been in love."
"That is no reason against the future."
"Wanted a Delilah," said the President dryly. "Perhaps you will find one for him."
The Secretary's eyes wandered round the room artlessly, and paused for a moment on a photograph of Lucile.
"How dare you, Sir! You are a scoundrel! You have not an ounce of virtue in you!"
"We have been associated for some time, General." He always called him General on these occasions, it reminded the President of various little incidents which had taken place when they had worked together during the war. "Perhaps that is the cause."
"You are impertinent."
"My interests are concerned. I too have enemies. You know very well how much my life would be worth without the protection of the Secret Police. I only remember with whom and for whom these things were done."