"The story that I heard.

Do you say I lie ?" And, swaying in his chair, he sought to assume an air of defiance.
Joseph laughed in a fashion that made Kenneth's blood run cold.
"Why, no, I don't deny it.

It was in fair fight he fell.

Moreover, he brought the duel upon himself." Crispin spoke no word in answer, but rose unsteadily to his feet, so unsteadily that his chair was overset and fell with a crash behind him.
For a moment he surveyed it with a drunken leer, then went lurching across the hall towards the door that led to the servants' quarters.
The three men sat on, watching his antics in contempt, curiosity, and amusement.

They saw him gain the heavy oaken door and close it.