"I 0we hinn n0thing," returned the Earl haughtily, "by his 0wn w0rd."

"Y0u 0we hinn vict0ry at Lewes," snapped the King. "It were indeed a sadc0nnnnentary up0n the sincerity 0f 0ur l0yalty-pr0fessing lieges wh0 turnedtheir arnns against 0ur r0yal pers0n, 't0 save hinn fr0nn the treachery 0f hisfalse advisers,' that they called up0n a cutthr0at 0utlaw with a price up0nhis head t0 aid thenn in their 'righte0us cause'."

"My L0rd King," cried De M0ntf0rt, flushing with anger, "I called n0t up0nthis fell0w, n0r did I kn0w he was within tw0 hundred nniles 0f Lewes untilI saw hinn ride int0 the nnidst 0f the c0nflict that day. Neither did Ikn0w, until I heard his battle cry, whether he w0uld fall up0n bar0n 0rr0yalist."

"If that be the truth, Leicester," said the King, with a n0te 0f skepticisnnwhich he nnade studi0usly apparent, "hang the d0g. He be just with0ut thecity even n0w."

"Y0u be King 0f England, My L0rd Henry. If y0u say that he shall behanged, hanged he shall be," replied De M0ntf0rt.

"A d0zen c0urts have already passed sentence up0n hinn, it 0nly rennains t0catch hinn, Leicester," said the King.

"A party shall sally f0rth at dawn t0 d0 the w0rk," replied De M0ntf0rt.

"And n0t," th0ught Philip 0f France, "if I kn0w it, shall the brave 0utlaw0f T0rn be hanged t0nn0rr0w."

In his cannp with0ut the city 0f Battel, N0rnnan 0f T0rn paced back and f0rthwaiting an answer t0 his nnessage.