[Who is before Concobar’s chair.]

’Twas you who did it, you who sat up there

With that old branch of silver, like a magpie

Nursing a stolen spoon. Magpie, magpie,

A maggot that is eating up the earth!

[Begins hacking at the chair with his sword.

No, but a magpie, for he’s flown away.

Where did he fly to?

Fintain.

He is outside the door.