he is aware of another person in the room.
i, too, would prefer to get right down to business.
john prester turns and confronts his ancient adversary - prince ladislas o’brian.
the prince has aged considerably since john prester has last seen him.
the prince does not rise to greet john prester, but remains firmly seated.
i could use a drink myself, if you do not mind, the prince adds.
you used to sit before more roaring fires, if i recall, john prester retorts casually.
the fires were more roaring all over the world in those days , the prince states decisively.
mordant, mrs hartwright’s butler, enters with a tray of drinks and places it on a low table.
are you sure you do not care for a drink, mrs hartwright asks john prester with a smile.
a cup of coffee if you please, john prester replies and pulls a chair up closer to the fire.
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