"Monseigneur," he said, "how did this happen?"
Thibaut's senses were running away from him with his running blood, but malignity overcrowed weakness for a moment. He pointed at Villon. "Take that fellow and hang him on the nearest lantern," and as he spoke he swooned. Promptly the captain turned towards his prisoner. "Take that fellow outside and hang him," he commanded curtly. Villon glanced wildly about for a way to escape and saw none. His friends gave a groan of sympathy, but they could do no more, for the soldiers overawed them. Huguette flung her arms about him, sobbing. The grasp of his captors tightened and Villon shivered at the clasp. Suddenly the little insignificant burgess at the table rose and advanced towards the soldier.
"Stop, sir," he said imperatively. "That young gentleman is my affair." The soldier turned angrily upon the interfering citizen.
"Who are you," he growled, "who dare to interfere with the king's justice?"
The citizen pulled his heavy cap from his head and revealed the wrinkled, eager visage that was so well known and so well feared.
"I am the king's justice," he said simply, while Tristan behind him cried "God save the king!" and
