immortality. Out of my sight, liar! I would have your head removed
did I not see the shadow of a purpose in your presence. A poor
ruler is forced by political considerations to do so many
despicable things that he would die of shame did he not have an
institution like you to dull his conscience continually. Go! I
would be alone.

CHAMBERLAIN. Your Highness, it cannot be.

PEHR. It can be! [All go out except Pehr and Royal Historian.]

PEHR. What are you waiting for? What do you do?

HISTORIAN. I am writing Your Highness' history.

PEHR. So you are Court Historian.

HISTORIAN. Royal--

PEHR. What matter, once you're dead! But what shall you write
about? I have never carried on any wars.

HISTORIAN. That is just what I wish to speak about. Your Highness
only need turn to the Minister of War--

PEHR. Then he will arrange one; that is his occupation, and for
that he is paid 20,000 shekels.

HISTORIAN. It is the people, Your Highness, who--