Omnes. He does it by inchantment.
1 Phys. By meere Witch-Craft.
Eugen. Thy payment for my cure.
King. What?
Eugen. To turne Christian, And set all Christian slaves at liberty.
King. Ile hang and torture all—
Call backe the Messenger sent with our signet.
For thy selfe, thou foole, should I allow
Thee life thou wouldst be poyson'd by our
Colledge of Physitians. Let him not touch me
Nor ever more come neare me; and to be sure
Thy sorceries shall not strike me, stone him to death.
(They binde him to a stake, and fetch stones in baskets.)
_Omnes. When?
King. Now, here presently.
Eugen. Ingratefull man!