Exit Dumaine.

And in the mean time my Lord, could we devise,
To get those pedantes from the King Navarre,
That are tutors to him and the prince of Condy--

ANJOY. For that let me alone, Cousin stay heer,
And when you see me in, then follow hard.

He knocketh, and enter the King of Navarre and Prince
of Condy, with their scholmaisters.

How now my Lords, how fare you?

NAVARRE. My Lord, they say
That all the protestants are massacred.

ANJOY. I, so they are, but yet what remedy:
I have done all I could to stay this broile.

NAVARRE. But yet my Lord the report doth run,
That you were one that made this Massacre.

ANJOY. Who I? you are deceived, I rose but now

Enter [to them] Guise.

GUISE. Murder the Hugonets, take those pedantes hence.