The King's dog is dead.
KING ARGIMENES AND HIS MEN (savagely and hungrily)
Bones!
KING ARGIMENES (remembering suddenly what has happened and where he is)
Let him be buried with the late King.
ZARB (in a voice of protest)
Majesty!
CURTAIN
[ [1] It is not necessary for the prophet's hair to be at all unusual.