"It is a minor event," Vol said. "But they will pay regardless."
"That is not what I'm trying to say," Penelope said. "You know what it is I mean to say. You know, because we've had this conversation before. The likes of an Earl, they're always going to be bearing down our necks. They're always going to be stronger than us – they're always going to have more opportunities to get at us. You should not have one as an enemy."
"Always going to be stronger?" Vol said, his eyes flashing with Pandora's black flecks. "Always? You're misjudging me if you think that, Penelope. In a matter of months, I'll snatch one of their seats, mark my words."