How say you, Pania, will this pile suffice

For a King's obsequies?

Pan.‍Aye, for a kingdom's.

I understand you, now.

Sar.‍And blame me?

Pan.‍No—

Let me but fire the pile, and share it with you.370

Myr. That duty's mine.

Pan.‍A woman's!

Myr.‍'Tis the soldier's