Enter Officer.
Off. My lord, the courtesan and her man are dead: So is the Turk and Barabas the Jew.
Gov. Dead!
Off. Dead, my lord, and here they bring his body.
Bosco. This sudden death of his is very strange.
Re-enter Officers carrying Barabas as dead.
Gov. Wonder not at it, sir, the heavens are just; Their deaths were like their lives, then think not of 'em; Since they are dead, let them be buried. For the Jew's body, throw that o'er the walls, To be a prey for vultures and wild beasts.60 So now away, and fortify the town. [Exeunt all, leaving Barabas on the floor. [141]
Bar. [Rising.] What, all alone? well fare, sleepy drink. I'll be revenged on this accursèd town; For by my means Calymath shall enter in. I'll help to slay their children and their wives, To fire the churches, pull their houses down, Take my goods too, and seize upon my lands: I hope to see the Governor a slave, And, rowing in a galley, whipt to death.
Enter Calymath, Bassoes, and Turks.
Caly. Whom have we here, a spy?70