It's you who needs his loyalty, not him who needs your forgiveness. Perhaps the era might misjudge heroes, but it never forgives cowards.
—— Eld Carter, "In Defense of Sir Arthur Hastings"
Perhaps it was because of the grand vision promised to Arthur that excited him, or maybe it was just from drinking too much tea, but suddenly Disraeli stood up his cue stick, as if he had just remembered some extremely important problem that only he could solve.
"Excuse me, I need to step away for two minutes." Disraeli, who was gradually unable to control the corners of his mouth, was in such a hurry that he seemed about to attend a meeting at the Privy Council: "I need to use the restroom."
After speaking, he turned around and pushed the door open to leave.
The billiards room grew quiet with only the sizzling sound of the gas lamp and the faint tobacco scent lingering in the breath.
