ANJOY. Kill them, kill them.

Exeunt.

Enter Loreine running, the Guise and the rest pursuing him.

GUISE. Loreine, Loreine, follow Loreine.. Sirra,
Are you a preacher of these heresies?

LOREINE. I am a preacher of the word of God,
And thou a traitor to thy soule and him.

GUISE. Dearely beloved brother, thus tis written.

He stabs him.

ANJOY. Stay my Lord, let me begin the psalme.

GUISE. Come dragge him away and throw him in a ditch.

Exeunt [omnes].





[Scene vi]