David! hear me! David!
[Searching, she approaches the cave where Saul lies, but recoils terrified.]
The king! my father!
I cannot—am not—whither shall I, whither?
[Confused she flees, as scuffling is heard, and Abishai and Abiathar, struggling with David, appear.]
DAVID
Loose me, I say. ’Twas Michal and she called.
[Breaking free.] I say that it was she!
ABIATHAR
Foolhardy, no.