It may be that the earl here was too hot.

But whichever it be, it matters not." "The quarrel, sire," said Sir Jacquelin, "arose from a dispute between our pages, who were nigh coming to blows in your majesty's presence.

I desired the earl to chide the insolence of his varlet, and instead of so doing he met my remarks with scorn." "Pooh, pooh," said King Richard, "there are plenty of grounds for quarrel without two nobles interfering in the squabbles of boys.

Let them fight; it will harm no one.

By the bye, your Majesty," he said, turning to the King of France with a laugh, "if the masters may not fight, there is no reason in the world why the varlets should not.