Yes!—Yes!—to rob him of his crown and life.
DEVEREUX.
And he must fall by the executioner's hands,
Should we deliver him up to the Emperor
Alive?
BUTLER.
It were his certain destiny.
DEVEREUX.
Well! Well! Come then, Macdonald, he shall not
Lie long in pain.
[Exeunt BUTLER through one door, MACDONALD and DEVEREUX through the other.]
SCENE III
A Saloon, terminated by a Gallery which extends far into the background.