One is afraid that one will have to resign indefinitely from judging any future competitions of the Lady Godiva's Ride reenactment. One year, in fact. Worse, she has taken away one's key to the closet wherein lie the ancient Indian brass spittoons in the shapes of the Kama Sutra , and quite vanquished one's collection of Pray Boy that your husband was good enough to send me. Sad times, Lady Rebecca. Sad times indeed.
Unattended minions are wont to run amok.
I could go on, but you get the picture. They cater to a lower class of people. My dear Mr. Lolling, One must come to the defense of one's minions. Their behaviour is ever exemplary. And they would never, ever, run 'amok,' as it were.