Nothing,
My lord, except two men will soon be hanged
At Beaugency for dueling.
ABBÉ DE GONDI.
So little,
Bah! [The small gilt door is opened.
AN USHER.
The King!
[The King enters; he is in black, his eyes are cast down. The order of the Holy Ghost is on his doublet and his cloak. Hat on his head. The Courtiers all uncover and range themselves, silently, in two rows. The Guards lower their pikes and present muskets.
SCENE VI
The same. The King. The King enters slowly, passes through the crowd of Courtiers, without lifting his head, stops at front of stage, and stands for several instants absorbed and silent. The Courtiers retire to the back of the hall
THE KING.
All things move on from bad to worse. Yes, all!