THE QUEEN (crushed).
Whatever you will. Do what you like. You are an assassin. [Aside.] Oh, Fabiano!
SIMON RENARD.
Clarence! Jarretiere! Come here! Master Eneas, open the great balcony of the gallery.
[The balcony in the back opens. Simon Renard steps out upon it, Clarence at his right, Jarretiere at his left. Immense tumult outside.
THE PEOPLE.
Fabiani! Fabiani!
SIMON RENARD (on the balcony, turned toward the people).
In the Queen's name!
HERALDS.