Part 30 (1/2)

THE QUEEN

Death to Fabiani! Do you hear that howling populace, ry!

SIMON RENARD

What does your Majesty command?

THE QUEEN

By heaven,around me! Upon my soul! must a woman show you your duty as noblemen? To horse, my lords, to horse! Are you afraid of the rabble? Are swords afraid of clubs?

SIMON RENARD

Don't let things go any further Yield, madame, while there is yet time You can yet say ”the rabble”; in an hour you will have to say ”the people”!

[_The cries increase, the noise comes nearer_

THE QUEEN

In an hour!

SIMON RENARD (_going to gallery and returning_)

In a quarter of an hour, madame The first wall of the Tower is broken down One more step, the mob will be here

THE PEOPLE

To the Tower! to the Tower! Fabiani! death to Fabiani!

THE QUEEN

How right they are who call the people terrible! Fabiano!

SIMON RENARD

Do you want to see him torn to pieces before your eyes?

THE QUEEN

Do you know this is infamous, that not one of you stirs? In the name of Heaven, defend me, my lords!

LORD CLINTON

You? yes, madame Fabiano? no!

THE QUEEN

Very well, I will tell you all then, so much the worse for you