Ashobal.
Even so I judged it, from the way she spoke.
Prophet.
Then we had better scatter into hiding,
For we are lost.
Jehu.
True, brother Prophet, all our heads are loose,
But yet not lost.
Prophet.
But what are we to do?
Jehu.
Stop Ahaziah in his coming here.
It can be done if he be two hours hence.
He must be coming by the desert road
Passing by Springs. Well, he shall meet his match.
Go, Prophet, to the feasting, as we planned.
Praise Naboth and be bitterer than spurge
About this peace. Pharmas must know of this.
Find Pharmas, that the Prophet speak with him.
Then tell what friends you can. Remember, Prophet,
Hold to our former plans till I return.
Now I must go.