3d Tai. I'll muster up all the tailors in the town, and so tickle their sides.
[The King and Giovanno whisper.
O. Tai. Nay, thou'rt a right Vermin; go, be not troublesome.
[Exit Vermin.
Gio. Upon my truth and loyalty, great king, what they did was but feign'd, merely words without a heart: 'twas by Antonio's counsel.
King. Thou art all truth: rise.
[The Colonels kneel.
Omnes. Long live King Philip in the calm of peace to exercise his regal clemency!
King. Take up Antonio's body, and let the rest
Find Christian burial: mercy befits a king.
Come, trusty tailor,
And to all countries let swift fame report
King Philip made a tailor's house his court.