In truth, ye warn me rightly. Women, I pray ye, return to your encampment. We have to take counsel. Do thou, Bishop, see well to their safe conduct.
Amalaberga (softly).
Make thy obeisance, child!
Balthilda (softly).
Mother, will he speak no more to me?
Amalaberga.
Make thy obeisance! (Balthilda obeys.)
Teja.
Fare ye well! (Exeunt Balthilda, Amalaberga, Bishop. Shouts of applause without, greet them.)