The proceedings were very simple. The old man first caused the law of Regeta to be read aloud; then witnesses proved the taking of the prisoner, and afterwards he was led forward. A woolsack still covered his head and shoulders.
It was just about to be taken off, when Gunthamund reached Hildebrand and whispered in his ear.
"No," cried Hildebrand, frowning; "tell him that the shame of his family is his deed, not his punishment," And he called aloud: "Show the face of the traitor! It is Hildebrand, son of Hildegis!"
A cry of astonishment and horror ran through the crowd.
"His own grandchild!"
"Old man, thou shalt not preside! Thou art cruel to thy flesh and blood!" cried Hildebad, starting up.
"Only just; but to every one alike," answered Hildebrand, striking his staff upon the ground.
"Poor Witichis!" whispered Earl Teja.
But Hildebad hurried away to the camp.
"What canst thou say for thyself, son of Hildegis?" asked Hildebrand.