Bishop.
Verily, he standeth there like the angel of death.
Ildibad.
Whether angel or devil, it is the same for me. (The shout of enthusiasm rises anew and approaches the tent.)
EIGHTH SCENE.
THE SAME. THE KING (with flaming eyes, pale yet calm).
Teja.
Are the weapons in order?--Ah, 'tis thou, Bishop!
Bishop.
King, my King!