Scene VII - Page 2

Nere was there Colliars sonne so full of pride.

Kill him. [Close the studie.]

GUISE
My Lord Anjoy, there are a hundred Protestants,
Which we have chaste into the river Sene,
That swim about and so preserve their lives:
How may we doe? I feare me they will live.

DUMAINE
Goe place some men upon the bridge,
With bowes and cartes to shoot at them they see,
And sinke them in the river as they swim.

GUISE
Tis well advisde Dumain, goe see it done.

Exit Dumaine.

And in the mean time my Lord, could we devise,
To get those pedantes from the King Navarre,
That are tutors to him and the prince of Condy--

ANJOY
For that let me alone, Cousin stay heer,
And when you see me in, then follow hard.

He knocketh, and enter the King of Navarre and Prince
of Condy, with their scholmaisters.

How now my Lords, how fare you?

NAVARRE
My Lord, they say
That all the protestants are massacred.

ANJOY
I, so they are, but yet what remedy:
I have done all I could to stay this broile.

NAVARRE
But yet my Lord the report doth run,
That you were one that made this Massacre.

ANJOY
Who I? you are deceived, I rose but now

Enter [to them] Guise.

GUISE
Murder the Hugonets, take those pedantes hence.

NAVARRE
Thou traitor Guise, lay of thy bloudy hands.

CONDY
Come let us goe tell the King.

Exeunt [Condy and Navarre].

GUISE
Come sirs, Ile whip you to death with my punniards point.

He kils them.

ANJOY
Away with them both.

Exit Anjoy [and soldiers with bodies].

GUISE
And now sirs for this night let our fury stay.
Yet will we not the Massacre shall end:
Gonzago posse you to Orleance, Retes to Deep,
Mountsorrell unto Roan, and spare not one
That you suspect of heresy. And now stay
That bel that to the devils mattins rings.
Now every man put of his burgonet,
And so convey him closely to his bed.