That’s made an end of her, the filthy witch!
Pharmas.
I stabbed her with a knife before I threw her.
Jehu.
You, did you? Well, then fetch me wine to drink,
In the King’s cup, by God. So. Give it here.
(Drinks.)
I needed drink after this day of fighting.
A hot day’s work, but, by the living God,
To-morrow shall be hotter. Ahab’s sons,
And Ahab’s friends, and Ahab’s ministers
Shall have their heads in baskets by to-morrow.
Where is this man who says he killed the Queen?
Pharmas.
Here, mighty King.
Jehu.