The Queen: You are not going to slay him?
Ruy Blas: This affair
Must be now settled once for all. Go in!
[This to Don Sallust, whom he has now almost driven into the further room.
Don Sallust: Give me a sword, and let us fight it out.
Ruy Blas: Surely a nobleman would never stoop
To fight a duel with his serving-man?
No! I am going to kill you like a dog!
The Queen: Spare him!
Don Sallust: Help! Murder! Help!
Ruy Blas: Have you done?
[Don Sallust leaps at Ruy Blas, and the two men reel into the further room, and the door closes behind them. The Queen covers her face.
The Queen: Oh, God!