'It can't be he!' 'No, it is not he.

It is too small for him.

It is a boy.' 'Ah, I thought so! Boy, come here.' The youthful shepherd advanced with apprehension.
'What are you doing here ?' 'Keeping sheep, your Grace.' 'Ah, you know me! Do you keep sheep here every night ?' 'Off and on, my Lord Duke.' 'And what have you seen here to-night or last night ?' inquired the Duchess.

'Any person waiting or walking about ?' The boy was silent.
'He has seen nothing,' interrupted her husband, his eyes so forbiddingly fixed on the boy that they seemed to shine like points of fire.

'Come, let us go.