Cas. Let's then dismiss the legate with a frown:
And draw our forces t'ward the sea, to join
With the four kings of Kent, and so affront[282]
His first arrival. But, before all, let
Our priests and Druids, in their hallow'd groves,
Propitiate the gods, and scan events
By their mysterious arts. [Exeunt.
SCENE II.
Eulinus, Hirildas, Rollano.
Hir. Well, so: your tongue's your own, though drunk or angry.
Rol. Umh! [Seals his mouth.
Hir. Speak not a word, upon your life: be dumb.
Rol. Umh! [Gives him money.
Hir. I'll winch up thy estate. Be Harpocrates.[283]
Rol. Umh!
Hir. Thy fortunes shall be double-gilt. Be midnight.