Prosp. The argument is weak. But I want time to let you see your errors; Retire, and, if you love him, pray for him. [He's going.
Mir. And can you be his judge and executioner?
Prosp. I cannot force Gonzalo or my brother, Much less the father to destroy the son; It must be then the monster Caliban, And he's not here; but Ariel strait shall fetch him.
Enter Ariel.
Ariel. My potent lord, before thou callest I come, To serve thy will.
Prosp. Then, spirit, fetch me here my savage slave.
Ariel. My lord, it does not need.
Prosp. Art thou then prone to mischief, wilt thou be Thyself the executioner?
Ariel. Think better of thy airy minister, Who, for thy sake, unbidden, this night has flown O'er almost all the habitable world.
Prosp. But to what purpose was all thy diligence?