"I am Hugh, lord of Chesby in England," returned Hugh. "I ride on a quest to Outremer. This is Messer Matteo of Antioch, my friend and comrade, who journeys with me."
"Chesby!" exclaimed the Marshal.
Even the Cæsar and his daughter leaned forward in their saddles at the name.
"You are of the blood of Sir James?" asked Villehardouin.
"I am his son. I go to seek him."
"To seek him? But, lordling, he is——"
"He lives," interrupted Hugh coldly.
"Lives?" protested the Greek. "Sir James de Chesby lives? Where heard you that, Messer Englishman?"
"It matters not, fair sir. I know."
The Lady Helena interposed.