These witnesses are Italians who love Your Grace for the sake of the gold they get.

I had hoped that my poor services had earned for me the right to be believed, but if I may have a little time, I will procure another man whose word shall be to you as the word of your father." "Bring him into our presence," answered the duke.

"We will see him to-morrow at this hour." "May I not crave Your Grace's indulgence for a half-hour ?" pleaded Hymbercourt.

"I will have this man here within that time." "Not another minute," replied the duke.

"Heralds, cry the rising." "Oyez! Oyez! Oyez! His Grace, the Duke of Burgundy, is about to rise.
His Grace has risen," cried the herald.
The duke left the hall by a small door near the dais.
Hymbercourt was standing beside us when the captain of the guard approached to lead us back to our cells.
"May we not have comfortable quarters, and may we not be placed in one cell ?" I asked, appealing to Hymbercourt.