THE QUEEN.
If the Prince of Spain is not satisfied, let him say so; we will marry somebody else. Suitors are not lacking. The son of the King of the Romans, the Prince of Piedmont, the Infante of Portugal, Cardinal Polus, the King of Denmark, and Lord Courtenay are as good noblemen as he!
SIMON RENARD.
Lord Courtenay! Lord Courtenay!
THE QUEEN.
An English baron is worth a Spanish prince, my lord. Besides, Lord Courtenay is descended from the emperors of the East. Oh, get mad if you like!
SIMON RENARD.
Fabiani has made himself hated by every one in London who has got a heart.
THE QUEEN.
Except by me!