Sar. (ironically).‍The generous Victors!

Her. I wait the answer.

Sar.‍Answer, slave! How long

Have slaves decided on the doom of kings?

Her. Since they were free.

Sar.‍Mouthpiece of mutiny!

Thou at the least shalt learn the penalty310

Of treason, though its proxy only. Pania!

Let his head be thrown from our walls within

The rebels' lines, his carcass down the river.