MORTIMER
It is then true!
O'KELLY
True, true – oh! save yourself.
MORTIMER (exultingly)
The queen is murdered —
And Mary shall ascend the English throne!
O'KELLY
Is murdered! Who said that?
MORTIMER
Yourself.
O'KELLY
She lives,
And I, and you, and all of us are lost.
MORTIMER
She lives!
O'KELLY
The blow was badly aimed, her cloak
Received it. Shrewsbury disarmed the murderer.
MORTIMER
She lives!
O'KELLY
She lives to whelm us all in ruin;
Come, they surround the park already; come.
MORTIMER
Who did this frantic deed?
O'KELLY
It was the monk
From Toulon, whom you saw immersed in thought,
As in the chapel the pope's bull was read,
Which poured anathemas upon the queen.
He wished to take the nearest, shortest way,
To free, with one bold stroke, the church of God,
And gain the crown of martyrdom: he trusted
His purpose only to the priest, and struck
The fatal blow upon the road to London.
MORTIMER (after a long silence)
Alas! a fierce, destructive fate pursues thee,
Unhappy one! Yes – now thy death is fixed;
Thy very angel has prepared thy fall!
O'KELLY
Say, whither will you take your flight? I go
To hide me in the forests of the north.
MORTIMER
Fly thither, and may God attend your flight;
I will remain, and still attempt to save
My love; if not, my bed shall be upon her grave.
[Exeunt at different sides.
ACT IV
SCENE I. – Antechamber
COUNT AUBESPINE, the EARLS Of KENT and LEICESTER.
AUBESPINE
How fares her majesty? My lords, you see me
Still stunned, and quite beside myself for terror!
How happened it? How was it possible
That in the midst of this most loyal people —
LEICESTER
The deed was not attempted by the people.
The assassin was a subject of your king,
A Frenchman.
AUBESPINE