(Then, suddenly seeing.)
No, no!... an eaglet!...
David. Pierct!
Abishai. Pierct?
David. Falling here ...
And beating against death unbuoyantly.
(The bird drops at their feet.)
A destiny, a fate in this is hidden!
(Bends to it.)
Abiathar. And—why?
David. The arrow!—His! (Starts back.) His and no other's!
Quick, no delay. Efface all trace of us.