The magistrate nods. "That may well be the case. However, it does not excuse your behaviour. You are sentenced to-"
At that moment an armoured man bursts into the court, accompanied by two guards. "Where is Magistrate Ricter? I want to speak to him immediately."
The magistrate stands at once, a look of outrage on his face. "Sir Martin, this is most irregular. I was about to pass sentence on a criminal."
Sir Martin waves the objection aside. "That is no concern of mine. Who are you? Why is Ricter not here?"
"Councillor Ricter has been suddenly taken ill, Sir Martin. He had taken to his bed and can see no one. I am Magistrate Gorvintz. Now, I will be very happy to help you with anything you need, if you will kindly leave until this case is over."
"I'm not interested in speaking to you, Gorvintz. I have important business with Ricter and cannot be delayed. What's wrong with him, for Sigmar's sake? I spoke to him last night and he was as fit as a hunting hound."
Gorvintz's face has turned red with fury. He glares at Heinrich, as though holding him responsible. "Sir Martin, I am not a physician. Neither am I a servant, and I will not be disrespected in my own courtroom!"
"Oh, be quiet man. If you can't help me I'll go and find Ricter out at his home. You can get back to bullying illiterate wretches if that's what you enjoy... hold on a moment, I know you" Sir Martin looks at Heinrich and nods. "Yes, you were with that hysterical fellow yesterday... he was called Kurt or something like that. You were outside with a dwarf and a disrespectful boy. I want to speak to you. Come with me!" He gestures to his guards, who advance towards Heinrich, clearly intending to take him into custody.
"You will not remove my prisoner!" Gorvintz screams, "I have not passed sentence!"
"You can have him back when I'm finished. If you don't like it, take it up with the baron."
Sir Martin marches out of the court. The guards lead Heinrich out after him.