H. C. Bailey,
The Fool — Chapter 18
(1921)
“ And an honest man are you. Tell me true then, and you, Walter, hear him, have you seen Sir Walter's men come to kill on my land?" "I? My lord, not I." Siward was duly aghast. "No, nor Gilbert's men come killing here," Sir Walter said. "But so it is. A hart of ten, with one of Gilbert's arrows in it across the King's chase." "And a hart of ten, deep in my coverts, killed by a bolt of yours two days since. You struck first." "God's death, do you own the shot then?" "My lords, my lords," Siward spread out his hands between them. "More wrong will not make wrong right. ”
