"You must bend down to let me be sure that you are the man," said the dwarf.
"You have seen me before, then?"
"To-night when she rode across the court-yard to look at you. Ah, yes, you are the man. You were so quiet I thought they had put you elsewhere. Did I frighten you?"
"Well, you startled me, friend Jean."
The dwarf laughed a little, low chuckle, and, silently clapping his hands, stood on one foot and scratched the calf of his leg with the other.
"Ah! So I startled you, friend Spy."
"Stop! Not that word."
"I must needs call you by some name. Give me another."
"Roger Herrick."
"Friend Roger, good. It comes to my tongue easily. Let's sit, and I'll tell you who I am." And doubling his legs under him he sank cross-legged onto the floor.