MASTER ENEAS.
Not yet!
THE QUEEN.
Not yet! [Giving him a terrible look.
MASTER ENEAS (aside).
The devil!
THE PEOPLE (outside).
Death to Fabiani!
SIMON RENARD.
You must make your decision on the spot, madame. The people demand this man's death! The Tower is besieged. The revolt is formidable. Your nobles have been cut to pieces on London Bridge. Your Majesty's pensioners hold their own yet; but, just the same, your Majesty has been chased street by street, from the City Hall to the Tower of London. Madame Elizabeth's followers have joined the people. You can tell that by the venom of the mob. All this is serious. What does your Majesty command?