Part 31 (2/2)

Me? thou Dog?

[Enter _Fernando_, and _Michael_]

Michael:

With Licence From this grave Senate, I arrest thee likewise Of treason to the State of _Venice_.

Gonzalo:

Ha?

Is _Michael_ here? nay then I see I am undone.

Erota:

I shall not be your Queen, Your Dutchess, or your Empress.

Gonzalo:

Dull, dull brain.

O I am fool'd!

Gaspero:

Look Sir, do you know this hand?

Michael:

Do you know this Seal? First, Lords, he writes to _Venice_, To make a perfect league, during which time He would in private keep some Troops in pay, Bribe all the Centinels throughout this Kingdom, Corrupt the Captains; at a Banquet poyson The Prince, and greatest Peers, and in conclusion Yield _Candy_ slave to _Venice_.

Gaspero:

Next, he contracted With the Ill.u.s.trious Princess, the Lady _Erota_, In hope of marriage with her, to deliver All the _Venetian_ gallantry, and strength, Upon their first arrival, to the mercy Of her and _Candy_.

Erota:

This is true, _Gonzalo_.

Gonzalo:

Let it be true: what then?

Possenne:

My Lord Amba.s.sadour, What's your demand?

Michael:

As likes the State of _Candy_, Either to sentence him as he deserves Here, or to send him like a slave to _Venice_.

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