Sosib. Be not displeased,—suppose he should escape?
Cas. Suppose he should have wings: impossible!
Sosib. Yet, keepers have been bribed. To whom can Ptolemy
Impute that crime, but you?
Cas. He may; but let him if he dares.—
Come, statesman, do not shuffle in your pace;
You would expose me to the people's hatred,
By hurrying on this act of violence:
You know a little thing provokes the crowd
Against a mistress; she's the public mark: