Knave of Hearts. Not "steal," my lord.
King of Hearts. Didst thou steal the fire-crackers?
Knave of Hearts. I did but take them from the table.
King of Hearts. Thou makest confession, then?
Knave of Hearts. My lord, my lord, I would but say one word in explanation.
King of Hearts. Thou shalt say nothing. This is the second time thou art taken a thief. Last summer thou didst steal the Queen's tarts, and now thou takest the fire-crackers. Thou shalt pay for it with thine head! Thou shall be blown up to-night upon a monster pile of fireworks.
Knave of Hearts. Mercy, my lord—mercy! Let me explain.
King of Hearts (to the other Knaves). Remove him.
[The Knave of Hearts is dragged out, L.]
Queen of Diamonds. And did he steal once before?