Within that list are enough sins that Lancelot knows all too well, sins that he knows he himself as committed, and regularly. Adultery, certainly. Deceit, yes. Pride and foolishness -- without question. But most of all the others, as well, give him a little pang. He feels a jumble of things and very nearly says all of them. To stop himself, he takes a drink.

After a moment, he gives Claudius a measuring look and says, "Would you like to know-- if not the whole of it, then much of it?"