David. Hear; the king!
Jonathan. The madness of it!
David. No, and see; they come.
Jonathan. Strangely my father is unstrung.
David. They come.
(Enter Saul, with Samuel; soldiers with the spy, Ahinoam with Abner; and all the court in suppressed dread.)
Saul (to Samuel). He will not speak, but scorns me, and his lips
Bitterly curve and grapple. But he shall
Learn there is torture to it! Set him forth.
(The spy is thrust forward.)
Tighten his bonds up till he moan.
(It is done.)