Sword upon sword.
(He goes towards the door at back, followed by Young Man. He turns on the threshold and cries out, looking at the Young Man.)
That hair my hands were drowned in!
(He goes out, followed by Young Man. The other Kings begin to follow them out.)
A KING.
I saw him fight with Ferdiad.
SECOND KING.
We’ll be too late
They’re such a long time getting through the door.
THIRD KING.