Lib. It is resolv'd.
But here she is, I must speak fairly for awhile.
And. How doth it succeed now, my darling?
Shall we be great? [be] great alone?
Lib. As great as pride and fulness of revenge
Can swell us. Hark in your ear, madam,
I'll tell you all our plot; but softly, for
Perhaps the jealous walls may echo back
The treason.
[They whisper.
SCENE V.
Enter Plangus with his sword drawn.
Plan. I bore whil[e]st I could; but now 'tis grown
Too great to be contain'd in human breast,
And it shall out, though hoop'd with walls of brass.
Are they at it? I stood once listening
At their entreaty; this time at my own
I'll stand and hearken.
[Steps aside.
And. 'Tis impossible.
Lib. I tell you, no. I'll aggravate the injuries,
And tell him how basely poor it was for
A father to betray his son so.