I _can_ do so, as thou knowest!" "Fear him not, Lupo," said Lanyere.

"Thou hast his Highness's gracious promise of pardon." "If my life be but spared, most gracious Prince," said the scrivener, falling on his knees, and clasping his hands together in supplication, "I will reveal all I know touching the malpractices of these two persons." "Speak, then, without fear," said Charles.
"I repeat my question," said Lanyere, "and demand an explicit answer to it.

What was the nature of that deed ?" "It was a forgery," replied the scrivener.

"Sir Ferdinando Mounchensey had nothing whatever to do with it.

His signature was imitated from other deeds in the possession of my employers, and his seal was likewise fabricated." "What say you to this, Sir ?" said Charles, to Sir Giles.
"I deny it, as I do all the rest," he replied.