Hymbercourt and I made obeisance on bended knee, but Max saluted the duke with a low bow.

After the duke had spoken, Max said:-- "I hope Your Grace has not forgotten your promise to honor me by accepting the falcon you admired yesterday." "I have not, my unknown friend," answered the duke.
Max took the bird from Michael and offered it to Charles, who accepted the gift graciously.

I looked toward Hymbercourt and he, understanding my unspoken word, again bent his knee before the duke:-- "My gracious lord, it is the desire of this young knight that he be presented to you in due form under his own name and title, though he would humbly ask that he be permitted to retain the name by which he is known in Burgundy.

His reasons for so doing are good, though they would not interest Your Grace.

Have I my lord's permission to present him ?" "In God's name, yes!" exclaimed the duke, stirred by some irritation, but spurred by curiosity.
"My lord," said Hymbercourt, speaking to the duke and extending his hand toward Max, "it is my great honor to present to Your Grace his highness, Maximilian, Count of Hapsburg." "By the just God, my lord, you certainly have given us a surprise," said the duke, stepping back and making no offer of his hand to Max.