Arch. I hear your brother's voice; run to the door.
Card. and Arch. run to the door.
Card. Help, help, the Guise is murdered!
Arch. Help, help!
Gril. Cease your vain cries, you are the king's prisoners;—
Take them, Dugast, into your custody.
Card. We must obey, my lord, for heaven calls us. [Exeunt.
The Scene draws, behind it a Traverse.
The Guise is assaulted by eight. They stab him in all parts, but most in the head.
Gui. O villains! hell-hounds! hold. [Half draws his sword, is held.
Murdered, O basely, and not draw my sword!—
Dog, Lognac,—but my own blood choaks me.
Down, villain, down!—I'm gone,—O Marmoutiere! [Flings himself upon him, dies[23].