Bar. Marry, the Turk [111] shall be one of my godfathers, But not a word to any of your covent. [112]
F. Jac. I warrant thee, Barabas. [Exit.
Bar. So, now the fear is past, and I am safe: For he that shrived her is within my house, What if I murdered him ere Jacomo comes?120 Now I have such a plot for both their lives As never Jew nor Christian knew the like; One turned my daughter, therefore he shall die; The other knows enough to have my life, Therefore 'tis not requisite he should live. But are not both these wise men to suppose That I will leave my house, my goods, and all To fast and be well whipt? I'll none of that. Now Friar Barnardine I come to you, I'll feast you, lodge you, give you fair words,130 And after that, I and my trusty Turk— No more but so: it must and shall be done. [Exit.
SCENE II.
Enter [113] Barabas and Ithamore.
Bar. Ithamore, tell me, is the friar asleep?
Itha. Yes; and I know not what the reason is, Do what I can he will not strip himself, Nor go to bed, but sleeps in his own clothes; I fear me he mistrusts what we intend.
Bar. No, 'tis an order which the friars use: Yet, if he knew our meanings, could he 'scape?
Itha. No, none can hear him, cry he ne'er so loud.
Bar. Why true, therefore did I place him there: The other chambers open towards the street.10