Of Ephes-Dammin. But I am not blind!
[To Abner]
Let him, to morrow! Go, prepare the host.
Yet—I am king, remember! I am king!
[Saul goes; there is a murmur of relief. All except Michal follow, with various expressions of joy or hate toward David.]
DAVID
Michal!
[She looks at him; struggles against tears, and turning, goes. David stands gazing sadly after her. Then a trumpet sounds, and soldiers shouting exultantly without, throng to the porch.]
DAVID [Thrilled; his hand on his sling]
For Israel! For Israel!