Officer. Why don’t you smite him for that look?
Ges. Can I believe
My eyes?—He smiles! nay, grasps
His chains as he would make a weapon of them
To lay the smiter dead. [To Tell.]
Why speakest thou not?
Tell. For wonder.
Ges. Wonder!
Tell. Yes, that thou shouldst seem a man.
Ges. What should I seem?