With a great crash Hugues tumbles from his horse. He stumbles to his feet with great effort and groggily exclaims:

Mère, s'il vous plaît ne me frappe pas avec la cuillère de nouveau!

Confused and disheveled he wanders the field until Reeves comes to fetch him. As his servant guides him from the melee he speaks again in a anxious slur:

Reeves I can't see out of my right eye! That lisping bastard blinded me!

Reeves responds:

I would not worry Seigneur, it merely appears that your helm is askew.

The Duc adjusts his helm.

Ah, quite right. Be a good man and lead me to the wine.