Third Murd. O, pardon me, my Lord of Guise!
Guise. Pardon thee! why, what hast thou done?60
Third Murd. O my lord, I am one of them that is set to murder you!
Guise. To murder me, villain!
Third Murd. I, my lord: the rest have ta'en their standings in the next room; therefore, good my lord, go not forth.
Guise. Yet Cæsar shall go forth. Let mean conceits and baser men fear death: Tut, they are peasants; I am Duke of Guise; And princes with their looks engender fear.70
First Murd. [within] Stand close; he is coming; I know him by his voice.
Guise. As pale as ashes! [420] nay, then, it is time To look about.
Enter First and Second Murderers.
First and Sec. Murderers. Down with him, down with him! [They stab Guise.