_Dor._ A greater sum, perhaps, than you can pay.
Meantime, I shall make bold to increase your debt;
[_Gives him his Sword._
Take this, and use it at your greatest need.
_Seb._ This hand and this have been acquainted well: [_Looks on it._
It should have come before into my grasp,
To kill the ravisher.
_Dor._ Thou heard'st the tyrant's orders; guard thy life
When 'tis attacked, and guard it like a man.
_Seb._ I'm still without thy meaning, but I thank thee.
_Dor._ Thank me when I ask thanks; thank me with that.
_Seb._ Such surly kindness did I never see.
_Dor._ [_To the Captain of his Guards._]
Musa, draw out a file; pick man by man.
Such who dare die, and dear will sell their death.
Guard him to the utmost; now conduct him hence,
And treat him as my person.
_Seb._ Something like
That voice, methinks, I should have somewhere heard;
But floods of woes have hurried it far off,
Beyond my ken of soul. [_Exit_ SEBASTIAN, _with the Soldiers._
_Dor._ But I shall bring him back, ungrateful man!
I shall, and set him full before thy sight,
When I shall front thee, like some staring ghost,
With all my wrongs about me.--What, so soon
Returned? this haste is boding.
_Enter to him Emperor,_ BENDUCAR, _and_ MUFTI.
_Emp._ She's still inexorable, still imperious,
And loud, as if, like Bacchus, born in thunder.
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