here you are!", says the Lord self-righteously. "I KNEW the carrots in our stew were overcooked today and it turned our stomachs upside down, making us behave against our usual good natures. The sentence is one day in the tower prison. Do you have anything to say in your defence, criminal?"
Not knowing how to deal with these absurd accusations the cook has great trouble to make a sensible reply. "Eh...but...no Mylord. I ask for forgiveness."