“Well!” said Edward. Gloucester next beckoned a yeoman forward, who, much confused under the Prince’s keen eye, stammered out that he did not wish to harm the young gentleman, but that he had seemed mighty anxious to spare the Pagan hounds of prisoners, and had even been heard to say that their revenge would better fall on himself. “And is this all for which you had laid hands on him?” said the Prince, looking from one to the other. “Nay, brother,” said Edmund. “It might have been unmarked by thee, but in the first hour myself and others heard him speak of having made speed to warn thee, but finding it too late. Therefore did we conclude that it were well to have him in ward, lest, as in the former unhappy matter, he should have been conversant with traitors, and thus that we might obtain intelligence from him. Remember likewise the fellow who was found in the tent.” “So!” said Edward, “an honourable youth hath been treated as a traitor, because of another springald’s opinion of his looks, and because a few yeomen thought he seemed over-anxious to save a few wretched captives, whom they knew to be guiltless. Will there ever come a time when Englishmen will learn what _is_ witness?” “His name and lineage, brother,” began Edmund. “That, gentles, is the witness upon which the wolf slew the lamb for fouling the stream.” “Then you will not examine him?” asked Gloucester. “Not as a suspected felon,” said Edward. “One who by your own evidence was heedless of himself in seeking to save the helpless—nay, who spake of hasting to warn me—scarce merits such usage. What consorts with his honour and my safety, I can trust to him to tell me as true friend and liegeman!” and the confiding smile with which he looked at Richard was like a sunbeam in a dark cloud. “My Lord Prince,” objected Gloucester, “we cannot think that this is for your safety.” “See here, Gloucester,” said Edward. “Till my arm can keep my head again, double the guards, and search all envoys, under whatever pretext they may enter; but never for the rest of thy life brand a man with imprisonment till you have reasonable proof against him. Thanks for your care of me, my Lords, but I can scarce yet brook long converse. The council is dismissed.” Richard, infinitely relieved, could hardly wait till he could safely speak to the Prince to express his gratitude and joy that he had been not only defended, but freed from all examination, so as to have been spared from denouncing his brother, and that the family had been spared from this additional stigma. Edward, who like all reserved men could not endure the expression of thanks, even while their utter omission would have been wounding, cut him short.