MARQUIS DE NANGIS (stopping him).
A moment! None is master here
Save me! I mete out justice high and low.
Our sire the King would be no more than guest.
[To Saverny.] Give up your sword to none but me.
[Saverny hands him his sword, and clasps him in his arms.
LAFFEMAS.
In truth,
That is a feudal right quite out of date.
The Cardinal might blame me for it, but
I would not willingly annoy you—
DIDIER.
Wretch!
LAFFEMAS (bowing to Marquis de Nangis).
So I consent. You can return the favor
By loaning me your guard and prison, sir.
MARQUIS DE NANGIS (to his Guards).