Stiffens with blood—the floor is slippery

With blood—all—blood! Mother and unborn babe

Both slain! Mother and child! The cry of blood

Rises to heaven—the curse of Cain is launched

Upon me! Innocent victims! At God’s throne

Already ye bear witness. Mercy, mercy!

Spare one who knew not how to spare.

[She kneels.

Enter Fakenham.

Ay, kneel