Guard.I'll stand the hazard.
Jac. Fos. That's kind:—I meet some pity, but no mercy;[av]70
This is the first.
Guard.And might be the last, did they
Who rule behold us.
Bar. (advancing to the Guard). There is one who does:
Yet fear not; I will neither be thy judge
Nor thy accuser; though the hour is past,
Wait their last summons—I am of "the Ten,"[41]
And waiting for that summons, sanction you