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Enter Clown.
How now, good fellow? wouldst thou speak with us?
CLOWN
Yea, forsooth, and your mistress-ship be [40] emperial.
T AMORA
Empress I am, but yonder sits the emperor.
CLOWN
’Tis he. God and Saint Stephen give you godden. I have brought you a
letter and a couple of pigeons here.
He reads the letter.
SAT URNINUS
Go, take him away, and hang him presently.
CLOWN
How much money must I have?
T AMORA
Come, sirrah, you must be hanged.
CLOWN
Hanged! by’ Lady, then I have brought up a neck to a fair end. [50]
Exit.
SAT URNINUS
Despiteful and intolerable wrongs!
Shall I endure this monstrous villainy?
I know from whence this same device proceeds.
May this be borne as if his traitorous sons,
That died by law for murder of our brother,
Have by my means been butchered wrongfully?
Go, drag the villain hither by the hair;
Nor age nor honour shall shape privilege.
For this proud mock I’ll be thy slaughterman,
Sly frantic wretch, that holp’st to make me great, [60]
