[id: medium shot from the other side of the room, showing sir peter in profile from his right side as he frowns angrily, raising the sword high, brandishing it at his imaginary foe. in the background another sword with a black hilt and more ornate blade is mounted on the wall between an antique dresser and a sconce, and there is another round shield mounted on the wall on the other side of the sconce partly covering a pair of crossed swords of a lighter type usually used for fencing. the corner of the end of a four poster bed is also visible on the left side of the panel, facing the dresser. “churl!” cries sir peter. “to whom dost thou think thou art talking?” /end id]
