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The Duke sends you greeting, my lord; he has already passed Hoved-isle!

'Tis well, very well. Belike the King, too, will soon be here. I have been a sinful hound in my day, Viliam; I have grievously trespassed against the King. The priests in there averred that all my sins should be forgiven me;—well well, it may be so; but 'tis easy for them to promise; 'tis not against them that I have trespassed. No no; it is safest to have it from the King's own mouth. [Exclaims impatiently.] Light, I say! 'tis so dark in here.

The candles are lighted

[Stops him by a sign, and approaches the ] How goes it with you, my lord?

So-so—so-so; my hands and feet are cold.

Master Sigard.

[Half aloud, as he moves the brazier nearer.] Ha—'tis the beginning of the end.

[Apprehensively, to ] I have commanded that eight monks shall chant and pray for me in