Lend me your wits, Boccadoro, and you shall not regret it.

Exercise them now, and conjecture me who could have abstracted the body from the church.

In seeking this information I am acting in the interests of the noble House of Borgia which I serve and to which she was to have been allied, as you well know." I could have laughed to see how the apparent sincerity of my denial had convinced him to such an extent that he even sought my help to discover the true thief, and to account for his interest in the matter he lied to me of his service to the House of Borgia.
"I will gladly lend you these wits," said I, "to disprove to you the rumour of which you say that you have confirmation.

Let us accept the statement that the body has been stolen.

That much, no doubt, is true, for even rumours require some slight foundation.