VITELLIUS
My friend, thy banquet has been somewhat disturbed. [As Herod stares at the door through which John has disappeared.] No matter what I say, he does not hear me.
HEROD
Exalted highness, pardon!
SALOME
[Has crossed over the stage and goes stealthily to the door on left. In great curiosity she draws back the curtain, and after gazing eagerly through it, reels backwards into the arms of Herodias. Outside, behind the middle curtain, an ever-increasing tumult and murmur of many voices has arisen.]
VITELLIUS
Bid the women to sit down. Thou hast an ill-conducted people. They brawl in the street while we dine.
HEROD
Are they already muttering about the Baptist? Gabalos, look to it, and tell them to be quiet.