Off. Across the stream,—the east and wooded bank.
A hundred times our force could not dislodge
His guns from such a vantage.
Hud. Guns? LeVal?
He has no guns!
Off. You'll hear them soon. I beg
Your highness' pardon, but your dignity
Would not be touched if you should hasten out.
[Enter, lower left, Golifet, Diraz, Mazaran]
Gol. My lord!
Hud. What is this tale? You, Golifet?
You are in charge!
Gol. 'Tis treachery, sir! I warned
Your majesty——
Hud. Come, what's the story?
Gol. This.
Bolderez' officers whom we gave leave
To station near us, thus to put more guard
Between the town and rebels that might creep
Down from the hostile hills——
Hud. This egg's all shell.
Come, sir, the meat!