[5.] Insert:

Herod (aside).

I’ll do it—ay and must, though doubly sore

It sting me that no more is in my power.

[6.] Insert:

Ay, and for us as well ’twill serve a turn,

Henceforth through all Judaea ’twill be ours

To fare at night-time and without our torches.

You see the King knows well what he’s about.

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