Eudol winked at the company at large.
“Never ask a lady an uncomfortable question,” quoth he.
Lilith beamed at him shyly.
“You are very wise,” she said.
Radamanth rose from his chair, and going to a great press took a book from it. He set the book on the table, and after much turning of pages, discovered the record that he sought. Following the scrawling lines with his finger, he read aloud from the ledger:
“Gold chain of special weight, large links, two gold crosses pendant over either breast. Of such three were wrought and sold.
“The first to Bedivere, knight of the King’s guard.
“Nota bene—unpaid for.”
Eudol set up a sudden brisk cackle.
“The man, the very man, I’ll swear.”