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 Beaton: Yes, madam.

Mary: Bothwell is nothing. As Riccio was nothing. Darnley... Darnley is the King, Beaton. A king may be nothing.

Beaton: Shall I tell my Lord Bothwell to come?

Mary: Have they taken him away?

Beaton: David Riccio? Yes, Madam.

Mary: I cannot see Bothwell to-night. To-morrow, perhaps.

Beaton: He is very persistent, Madam.

Mary: Not to-night, Beaton.


 * ( goes. looks out into the night again, silent for a few moments, and then sings softly)

Though brighter wit I had than these, Their cunning brought me down, But Mary's love-story shall please Better than their renown.

Not Riccio nor Darnley knew Nor Bothwell how to find This Mary's best magnificence Of the great lover's mind.