Cal. I say, by sorcery he got this isle;
III. 2. 50 From me he got it. If thy greatness will
Revenge it on him,—for I know thou darest,
But this thing dare not,—
Ste. That’s most certain.
Cal. Thou shalt be lord of it, and I’ll serve thee.
55 Ste. How now shall this be compassed? Canst thou bring me to the party?
Cal. Yea, yea, my lord: I’ll yield him thee asleep,
Where thou mayst knock a nail into his head.
Ari. Thou liest; thou canst not.