Replace its predecessor! Crabs do that:
But lop the lion's foot—and ...
Gui. To the Prince!
Gau. [Aside.] And come what will to the lion's foot, I pay you,
My cat's paw, as I long have yearned to pay!
[Aloud.] Footsteps! Himself! 'T is Valence breaks on us,
Exulting that their scheme succeeds. We 'll hence—
And perfect ours! Consult the archives, first—
Then, fortified with knowledge, seek the Hall!
Clug. [To Gaucelme as they retire.] You have not smiled so since your father died!