Gawaine, Bedivere, Bors, Kay
Mordred!
Guenevere (rising in wrath)
Unmannerly dastard!
(Pause and a low laugh from Agravaine.)
Nay, forgive me, sirs;
I am not all recovered from my sickness:
Pardon me if I leave you; stir not. Come.
[Exit with ladies.
Gawaine (after a pause, to Mordred)