Bang. They love their King!
The King. And that white dove, who came confidently to my hand—she had some experience of what their love was!
The Mayor. The King's associates may displease the people; ideas may alter; but love for their King endures!
The Others. Endures!
The King. Cease! Cease!
The General (warmly). Your Majesty may command us to do anything except refrain from giving utterance to a free people's freely offered homage of devotion, loyalty, and love for its royal house!
The Mayor (emotionally). There is no one who would not give his life for his King!
Bang, The General, and The Priest. No one!
The General. Try us! (They all press forward.)
The King. Done with you! (Takes a revolver from his pocket.) Since yesterday I have carried this little thing in my pocket. (They all look alarmed.)