Enter Pharmas.
Prophet.
Pharmas, we have been waiting for you; come.
We must be going. Listen to your orders.
During this feast go down among the guards ...
Pharmas.
Do not you talk of feasting, nor of guards.
The Queen has sent Micaiah with the guards
To fetch poor Naboth here.
Ashobal.
Why?
Prophet.
What to do?
Pharmas.