Bel. Now then obey!
Arb.Doubtless.
Bel.Yes, to the gates
That grate the palace, which is now our prison—
No further.
Arb.Thou hast harped the truth indeed!420
The realm itself, in all its wide extension,
Yawns dungeons at each step for thee and me.
Bel. Graves!
Arb.If I thought so, this good sword should dig