Enter Zarack.
Zar. The king is dead!
Ele. Ah, dead! [ah, dead!] You hear this?
Is't true, is't true? The king [is] dead!
Who dare knock thus?
Zar. It is the cardinal
Making inquiry if the queen were here.
Ele. See, she is here, [go] tell him; and yet [no—]
Zarack, stay.
Enter Balthazar.
Bal. Don Roderigo's come to seek the queen.
Ele. Why should Roderigo seek her here?
Bal. The king hath swooned thrice; and, being recovered,
Sends up and down the court to seek her grace.
Ele. The king was dead with you. [To Zarack.] Run, and with a voice
Erected high as mine, say thus, thus threaten,
To Roderigo and the cardinal:
Seek no queens here, I'll broach them, if they do,
Upon my falchion's point: