The staircase was dark, and they would not use a torch at first, lest they should be more exposed to fire.

But soon Fritz cried: "The door down there is open! See, there is light!" So they went on boldly, and found none to oppose them.

And when they came to the outer room and saw the Belgian, Bersonin, lying dead, they thanked God, Sapt saying: "Ay, he has been here." Then rushing into the King's cell, they found Detchard lying dead across the dead physician, and the King on his back with his chair by him.

And Fritz cried: "He's dead!" and Sapt drove all out of the room except Fritz, and knelt down by the King; and, having learnt more of wounds and the sign of death than I, he soon knew that the King was not dead, nor, if properly attended, would die.
And they covered his face and carried him to Duke Michael's room, and laid him there; and Antoinette rose from praying by the body of the duke and went to bathe the King's head and dress his wounds, till a doctor came.

And Sapt, seeing I had been there, and having heard Antoinette's story, sent Fritz to search the moat and then the forest.