Seb. Hereafter is not mine:
Dispatch thy work, good executioner.
Dor. None of my blood were hangmen; add that falsehood
To a long bill, that yet remains unreckoned.
Seb. A king and thou can never have a reckoning.
Dor. A greater sum, perhaps, than you can pay.
Meantime, I shall make bold to increase your debt; [Gives him his Sword.
Take this, and use it at your greatest need.
Seb. This hand and this have been acquainted well: [Looks on it.
It should have come before into my grasp,
To kill the ravisher.
Dor. Thou heard'st the tyrant's orders; guard thy life
When 'tis attacked, and guard it like a man.
Seb. I'm still without thy meaning, but I thank thee.
365 Dor. Thank me when I ask thanks; thank me with that.
Seb. Such surly kindness did I never see.
Dor. [To the Captain of his Guards.]
Musa, draw out a file; pick man by man.
Such who dare die, and dear will sell their death.
Guard him to the utmost; now conduct him hence,
And treat him as my person.