My valiant child.
Hengo. Let me down apace, uncle;
And you shall see how, like a daw, I'll whip it
From all their policies; for 'tis most certain
A Roman train; and you must hold me sure too;
You'll spoil all else. When I have brought it, uncle,
We'll be as merry——
Car. Go, in the name of heaven, boy.— [Lets him down.
Hengo. Quick, quick, good uncle! I have it—Oh!
[Judas shoots Hengo.