In the remote apartments: let a guard

Be set before them, with strict charge to quit

The post but with their lives—command it, Zames.

Altada, arm yourself, and return here;

Your post is near our person.

[Exeunt Zames, Altada, and all save Myrrha.

Enter Sfero and others with the King's Arms, etc.

Sfe.‍King! your armour.

Sar. (arming himself). Give me the cuirass—so: my baldric; now

My sword: I had forgot the helm—where is it?