David. I must see her.
Miriam. Unholy!
David. Yet unholier were flight.
Miriam. You are the anointed!
(A heavy knock at the gate.)
Ah, calamity!
You would not heed—'tis Saul!
David. Here?
Miriam. He is come
That I shall call up Samuel.
David. You, you—
The awful dead?
Saul (calls). Woman of Endor!