King. No more I mean there were that heard it.
Cal. How no more? would you have more? why am Not I enough to hang a thousand Rogues?
King. But so you may hang honest men too if you please.
Cal. I may, 'tis like I will do so; there are a hundred will swear it for a need too, if I say it.
King. Such witnesses we need not.
Cal. And 'tis hard if my Word cannot hang a boysterous knave.
King. Enough; where's Strato?
Stra. Sir!
Enter Strato.
King. Why where's all the company? call Amintor in. Evadne, where's my Brother, and Melantius? Bid him come too, and Diphilus; call all