I myself opened the bottle.

No one else has touched it, and the cork was perfect.' 'I tell you it is poisoned,' Aribert repeated.
'Your Highness will pardon an old man,' said Hans, 'but to say that this wine is poison is to say that I am a murderer.

I will prove to you that it is not poisoned.

I will drink it.' And he raised the glass to his trembling lips.

In that moment Aribert saw that old Hans, at any rate, was not an accomplice of Jules.