Do you care to save your head?
POTIN.
Of course! What could I do without it?
GOUROC.
If you refuse to attest as I have dictated, I will declare you guilty of treason in trying to conceal the presence of the Duke in Paris. Such a declaration from me is sure perdition to you. How say you now: will you swear?
POTIN.
[Wilting.]
I will swear.
GOUROC.
You are wise.