RACHEL Are you not Lord Ravensbane?
RAVENSBANE Marquis of Oxford, Baron of Wittenberg, Elector of Worms, and Count of Cordova? No, I am not Lord Ravensbane. I am Lord Scarecrow! [He bursts into laughter.]
RACHEL [Shrinking back.] Ah me!
RAVENSBANE A nobleman of husks, bewitched from a pumpkin.
RACHEL The image in the glass was true?
RAVENSBANE Yes, true. It is the glass of truth—thank God! Thank God for you, dear.
JUSTICE MERTON Richard! Go for the minister; this proof of witchcraft needs be known. [Richard does not move.]
DICKON My lord, this grotesque absurdity must end.
RAVENSBANE True, Dickon! This grotesque absurdity must end. The laugher and the laughing-stock, man and the worm, possess at least one dignity in common: both must die.
DICKON [Speaking low.] Remember! if you dare—Rachel shall suffer for it.