Butler. It is not possible with such small force 10
To hold in custody a man like him.
Gordon. I grant it.
Butler. Soon the numbers would disarm us.
And liberate him.
Gordon. It were to be feared.
Butler (after a pause). Know, I am warranty for the event;
With my head have I pledged myself for his, [15]
Must make my word good, cost it what it will,
And if alive we cannot hold him prisoner,
Why—death makes all things certain!
Gordon. Butler! What?
Do I understand you? Gracious God! You could—
Butler. He must not live.
Gordon. And you can do the deed! [20]
Butler. Either you or I. This morning was his last.
Gordon. You would assassinate him.