ODOARDO.
So incensed was I, that I was on the point of drawing forth this dagger (produces it), and plunging it into the hearts of both the villains.
EMILIA.
Heaven forbid it! my father. This life is all the wicked can enjoy. Give me, give me the dagger.
ODOARDO.
Child, it is no bodkin.
EMILIA.
If it were, it would serve as a dagger. 'Twere the same.
ODOARDO.
What! Is it come to that? Not yet, not yet. Reflect. You have but one life to lose, Emilia.