Now, Master Baine, and you, Sir Andrew, shall be witnesses that there is upon my body not so much as a scratch of recent date.

I will strip me here as naked as when first I had the mischance to stray into this world, and you shall satisfy yourselves of that.
Thereafter I shall beg you, Master Baine, to indite the document I have mentioned." And he removed his doublet as he spoke.

"But since I will not give these louts who accuse me so much satisfaction, lest I seem to go in fear of them, I must beg, sirs, that you will keep this matter entirely private until such time as its publication may be rendered necessary by events." They saw the reasonableness of his proposal, and they consented, still entirely sceptical.

But when they had made their examination they were utterly dumbfounded to find all their notions entirely overset.

Master Baine, of course, drew up the required document, and signed and sealed it, whilst Sir Andrew added his own signature and seal as witness thereunto.
With this parchment that should be his buckler against any future need, Sir Oliver rode home, uplifted.