Launcelot
Bring me the lamp.
(Guenevere brings lamp.)
Ah, never more to insult you now, my Queen.
(He turns over the body of Agravaine.)
It is Agravaine, not Mordred!
(He holds the lamp over the other bodies.)
Patrice! and Mador! Mordred’s fled, the coward!
Why did I not make sure? Fled!
Guenevere