And so the poor Jew was removed to his dungeon.

“And now with your favour,” said Geoffrey, “I would ask a few questions of the prisoner, in your presence.”

“The permission is given,” said William.

Wilfred was again conducted before the court.

“Thou hast dared to brand thy late stepfather as the poisoner of thy mother; wilt thou state any cause or justification thou mayest have, over and above that indicated by the letter and confession we have read?”

“I did not dream of such guilt before I heard that confession, months after the death of my mother.”

“Hadst thou ever seen medicine administered to her?”

“Frequently, by the baron her second husband himself.  He called it the elixir of life, and stated he had obtained it at a high price, from a noted Jewish physician.”

“What was its colour?”

“A drop only was let fall into water, which it tinged with a greenish hue, as of a sapphire.”

“Didst thou mark any peculiarity?”

“On one occasion, when, owing to very sudden sickness, the medicine was not taken, my sister and I marked with surprise, that the medicine thus diluted had changed to a crimson colour.”

General sensation.  Etienne hid his face in his mantle; the churchman and nobles conferred together.  William spoke: 

“Thou hast thy lesson perfect, boy.  Didst thou ever see this Jew Abraham?”

“Never; or he had not lived to tell thee.”

“Then there is no possible collusion between the witnesses—­I appeal to thee, my lord of Coutances?”

“None; I will answer for it as a bishop.  It was a providential thought, which led me to interrogate the Jew respecting the appearance of the medicine, and one utterly unpremeditated.”

“Remove the prisoner,” said the king.

While Wilfred was absent, William conferred with his lords spiritual and temporal.  This was no court wherein the popular element found place; the whole issue of the trial lay with the mighty chieftain—­the rest were but his consultees.

We will not record the deliberations, only their result.

After half an hour had passed—­a time of dread suspense to the prisoner—­Wilfred was again summoned to the bar.

William addressed him: 

“We have duly considered thy case, Wilfred of Aescendune, and fully acquit thee of the guilt of sacrilege, while we also admit that there were causes, which might go far to justify thy rebellion against thy stepfather, and to mitigate the guilt of armed resistance to thy king.

“We are not met to judge thy stepfather; he has been called to a higher and an unerring tribunal, and there we leave him, satisfied that the Judge of all the earth will do right.

“For thee—­the guilt of rebellion and of bearing arms against thy king for three whole years has to be expiated; but if thou art willing to take the oath of allegiance on the spot, and bind thyself to discharge the duties of a subject to his king, we will consider thy case favourably, and perchance restore thee, under certain conditions, to thy ancestral possessions.  Speak, what sayest thou—­dost thou hesitate?”