Sketches by Benjamin Disraeli — Read

'DEAREST Lady,' said the young page, as they returned to the castle, 'my heart misgives me. As we quitted the shrine, I observed Rufus, the huntsman, slink into the adjoining wood.' 'Hah! he is my father's most devoted instrument: nor is there any bidding which he would hesitate to execute -- a most ruthless knave!'

'And can see like a cat in the dark, too,' observed young Theodore.