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Iol. I do not like this waiting,
Nor this fellow's leaving us.

Ari. This place does put odd thoughts into thee. Then,
Thou art in thine own nature, too, as jealous20
As either love or honour.
Come, wear thy sword in readiness, and think
How near we are a crown.

Zir. Revenge! So,
Let's drag him to the light, and search his pockets:25
There may be papers there, that will discover
The rest of the conspirators. Iolas,
Your hand![Draws out the King's body

Iol. Whom have we here? the king?

Zir. Yes, and Zorannes
Too. Hallo, ho![Enter Pasithas and others30
Unarm them.
D'ye stare?
This for my father's injuries and mine!

[Points to the King's dead body

Half love, half duty's sacrifice! this for
The noble prince, an offering to friendship!35

[Runs at Iolas

Iol. Basely! and tamely——[Dies

Ari. What hast thou done?

Zir. Nothing! kill'd a traitor.
So, away with them, and leave us. Pasithas,
Be only you in call.

Ari. What, dost thou pause?40
Hast thou remorse already, murtherer?

Zir. No, fool: 'tis but a difference I put
Betwixt the crimes: Orbella is our quarrel;
And I do hold it fit, that love should have
A nobler way of justice than revenge45
Or treason. Follow me out of the wood,
And thou shalt be master of this again:
And then best arm and title take.

[They go out and enter again

There![Gives him his sword

Ari. Extremely good! Nature took pains, I swear:
The villain and the brave are mingled handsomely.50

Zir. 'Twas fate that took it, when it decreed
We two should meet, nor shall they mingle now:
We are brought together straight to part.[They fight

Ari. Some devil, sure, has borrowed this shape.[Pause