In which the Princess Ida holds her state.
Gobbo. Ho! ho! ho! ho!
Hilar.How now?—you mock at us? (Draws sword.)
Gobbo. Mock you? Why, bless your heart and soul alive,
No man may place his foot within those walls;
It’s death to disobey our Princess, sir!
Flori. It’s double death to disobey your king! (draws.)
Cyril. It’s treble death to disobey ourselves! (draws.)
Gobbo. But, sirs, I am the only man alive
Who ever enters!