They knew also of his difficulties with his men, and that there was a certain feeling against him in some quarters.

Not one of them thought it likely he had done this dreadful thing.

But--there was no knowing to what lengths even a decent man might go in anger.

All their brows pinched a little at sight of his torn coat and missing button.
He was duly sworn, and the Senechal bade him tell all he knew of the matter.
"That button is mine," he said quietly, holding out the lapel of his coat for all to see.

"If there is blood on that stone it is mine also"-- at which a growling laugh of derision went round the spectators.
Gard flushed at this unmistakable sign of hostility.