Scene, Palace Yard. Thunder and Lightning.
Enter F-x, Th-lw-ll, and Shn.
When shall we three meet again?
When the JACOBINS are done.
That will be ere morning sun.
Where the place?
Upon these stones.
There we'll all meet Surgeon JONES.
I come, I come, D'ESPARD, now!
F-x, is foul, and foul is F-x!
[They walk across the pavement, and run away.]