(_Speaks to_ PHARMAS _and_ ASHOBAL.)
Who is on my side?
Who of you men within are for King Jehu?

PHARMAS _and_ ASHOBAL. We are, great King!

JEHU. Then throw her down to me.
Seize her and throw her down.

ASHOBAL _and_ PHARMA (_together._) Down with you, Mistress
(_Throw her down._)

JEHU. Get up, you horses. Would you shrink from flesh?
Tread her; come up, you; over her; once more.
Tread her again. I’ll teach you who is master.
Ride over her, you fellows, every one.
Ride over her and trample on her body;
Let the beasts kick her. That’s the way. Again.
You tread the harlot who has wrecked this land.
Come here and hold my horses, one of you.
Give me a hand, you men, and let me in.
_Enter_ JEHU (_by the window._)
That’s made an end of her, the filthy witch!

PHARMAS. I stabbed her with a knife before I threw her.

JEHU. You, did you? Well, then fetch me wine to drink,
In the King’s cup, by God. So. Give it here.
(_Drinks._)
I needed drink after this day of fighting.
A hot day’s work, but, by the living God,
To-morrow shall be hotter. Ahab’s sons,
And Ahab’s friends, and Ahab’s ministers
Shall have their heads in baskets by to-morrow.
Where is this man who says he killed the Queen?

PHARMAS. Here, mighty King.

JEHU. Go, find the cursed hag
And bury up her carrion in the earth,

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