“I honor you!”
“You might at least believe that I know honor-honor and debt.”
“Desperaux," she said. He saw his name on her lips."I honor you," whispered Desperaux. "I honor you.”
“You both should feel honored.”“Right, very honored,” I said. “Always wanted to be possessed!”
“Honor? What do you care about honor? Honor gets people killed!' 'At least they die for something,' I say, and he doesn't protest further.”
“Show me the man you honor and I will know what kind of man you are.”