Jonathan. The shame!
David. Some enemy—does Doeg curve his lip?—
Hath put into her mouth this stratagem
Of fevered, false-impassioned overpraise.
(Saul, tortured, sweeps from the tent, entreated of Jonathan. Many follow in doubt, whispering.)
Doeg (at door, to David). This is not all, boy out of Bethlehem.
Goliath's dead——
David. But not all villainy?
(Only Michal and Merab are left with David; he waits.)
Merab (after a pause, then as if in shame). I burn for it!
David. For what, and suddenly?
Merab. My father so ungenerously wroth!
And wrought away from recompense so right.
Can you forgive him?