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SCENE III.

Guise, Aumale, Elbeuf, Angolesme, with Parisians.
Gui.
Look you, my Lords, this is, this is the Royal Order;
The Dukes of Nevers and Monpensier
Must wait to guard the Person of the King,
With all the Royal Regiment in Arms:
Haste, for the day begins to wear apace.

An. El.
We obey.

[Exeunt ambo.
Gui.
President Charton, Provost de Marchand,
The Head of the Parisians.

Pros.
Here, my Lord.

Gui.
Provide two thousand men compleatly arm'd,
Let each particular man, on his left arm
Wear a Shirt-sleeve, and a white Cross in's Hat,
That, upon notice given, all may be ready
To execute his Majesty's Commands:
The Eschevins of every several Ward
See in just order and precisely set,
That upon ringing the Palace-bell,
Lights may be put directly on the instant
In every Window all throughout the Town.

Pros.
It shall be done.

[Exit.
Gui.
My Lord Grand Prior,
With what Commanders we can rise, be ready
To take the Admiral's life. But see the Queen?

Enter Queen Mother, Cardinal, Anjou.
Q. M.
Come, come, my Lords, let's lose no longer time;
The Hugonots proceed not to a Tumult,
But only vent their Fury in high words:
Therefore away. My Lord of Guise, your Father,
Looks from the Clouds, and cryes, Revenge, Revenge.
I think 'twere better too, while you kill the Admiral,
The King's Grand Provost should pursue his Wife.

Gui.
The old gray Sire, the Dam, and little Babes,
I'le take 'em all together in the Nest,
And pash 'em till they Sprawl. You and the Cardinal
Haste to the Louvre; when the Gates are shut,
Call the Chief Hugonots down, and cut their Throats.
My Lord, the Duke of Anjou, to your Care
The King commits the City: So Farewell;
There wants no more but ringing of the Bell.

[Exeunt Severally.