"These rogues," said he, pointing to the prisoners, "demand proofs ere they will admit the truth of the impeachment." "Those proofs," said Trenchard, "are already in Your Grace's hands." "Aye, but they have asked to be confronted with their accuser." Trenchard bowed.

"Is it your wish, then, that I recite for them the counts on which I have based the accusation I laid before Your Grace ?" "If you will condescend so far," said Albemarle.
"Blister me...!" roared Blake, when the Duke interrupted him.
"By God, sir!" he cried, "I'll have no such disrespectful language here.
You'll observe the decency of speech and forbear from profanities, you damned rogue, or by God! I'll commit you forthwith." "I will endeavour," said Blake, with a sarcasm lost on Albemarle, "to follow Your Grace's lofty example." "You will do well, sir," said the Duke, and was shocked that Trenchard should laugh at such a moment.
"I was about to protest, sir," said Blake, "that it is monstrous I should be accused by Mr.Trenchard.He has but the slightest acquaintance with me." Trenchard bowed to him across the chamber.

"Admitted, sir," said he.

"What should I be doing in bad company ?" An answer this that set Albemarle bawling with laughter.

Trenchard turned to the Duke.