But justice, fool, is not to be cozened.

Had you, indeed, been Bardelys, you had seen that here in this court sits a gentleman who is very intimate with him.
He is there, monsieur; that is Monsieur le Comte de Chatellerault, of whom perhaps you may have heard.

Yet, when I ask you whether in Toulouse there is any one who can bear witness to your identity, you answer me that you know of no one.

I will waste no more time with you, I promise you." He flung himself back into his chair like a man exhausted, and mopped his brow with a great kerchief which he had drawn from his robes.

His fellow judges laid their heads together, and with smiles and nods, winks and leers, they discussed and admired the miraculous subtlety and acumen of this Solomon.