I cannot speak his name, but, mother, hark:
He murdered me; I never saw his face;
He killed me at the inn.
Jezebel.
Jehu, you mean?
Ahaziah.
The man forever looking at the throat,
Whose fingers twitch; a red-eyed man it is,
I cannot speak the name.
Jezebel.
Oh, it is Jehu!
And Jehu murdered you?
Ahaziah.
There’s danger, mother;
Avoid the nets. I cannot make you see them.
Jezebel.