MASTER ENEAS.
Anybody I please? Wait, madame! The execution will be at night, by torchlight; the criminal covered with a black veil, gagged; the people kept a long way from the scaffold by the pike-men, the same as always. It is enough, if the people see a head fall. The thing is possible. If only the boatman is there yet! I told him not to hurry.
[He goes to the window which overlooks the Thames.
There he is, but we're just in time!
[He leans out of the window, a torch in his hand, waving his handkerchief, then he turns to The Queen.
All right! I will answer for Lord Fabiani, madame!
THE QUEEN.
On your head?
MASTER ENEAS.
On my head!