Responsive to that gesture, Gonzaga faced the pinioned captain truculently.
"You know your offence, knave," he bawled at him.

"Have you aught to urge that may deter us from hanging you ?" Fortemani raised his brows a moment in surprise at this ferocity from one whom he had always deemed a very woman.

Then he uttered a laugh of such contempt that the colour sprang to Gonzaga's cheek.
"Take him out----" he began furiously, when Valentina interposed, setting a hand upon his arm.
"Nay, nay, Gonzaga, your methods are all wrong.

Tell him---- Nay, I will question him myself.

Messer Fortemani, you have been guilty of an act of gross abuse.