BUTLER.

This night.

To-morrow will the Swedes be at our gates.

DEVEREUX.

You take upon you all the consequences?

BUTLER.

I take the whole upon me.

DEVEREUX.

And it is

The emperor's will, his express absolute will?

For we have instances that folks may like

The murder, and yet hang the murderer.

BUTLER.

The manifesto says-'alive or dead.'

Alive-'tis not possible-you see it is not.

DEVEREUX.

Well, dead then! dead! But bow can we come at him.

The town is filled with Terzky's soldiery.

MACDONALD.

Ay! and then Terzky still remains, and Illo--

BUTLER.

With these you shall begin-you understand me?

DEVEREUX.

How! And must they too perish?

BUTLER.

They the first.

MACDONALD.

Hear, Devereux! A bloody evening this.

DEVEREUX.

Have you a man for that? Commission me--

BUTLER.

'Tis given in trust to Major Geraldin;

This is a carnival night, and there's a feast

Given at the castle-there we shall surprise them,

And hew them down. The Pestalutz and Lesley

Have that commission. Soon as that is finished--

DEVEREUX.

Hear, general! It will be all one to you-

Hark ye, let me exchange with Geraldin.

BUTLER.

'Twill be the lesser danger with the duke.

DEVEREUX.

Danger! The devil! What do you think me, general,

'Tis the duke's eye, and not his sword, I fear.

BUTLER.

What can his eye do to thee?

DEVEREUX.

Death and hell!

Thou knowest that I'm no milksop, general!

But 'tis not eight days since the duke did send me

Twenty gold pieces for this good warm coat

Which I have on! and then for him to see me

Standing before him with the pike, his murderer.

That eye of his looking upon this coat-

Why-why-the devil fetch me! I'm no milksop!

BUTLER.

The duke presented thee this good warm coat,

And thou, a needy wight, hast pangs of conscience

To run him through the body in return,

A coat that is far better and far warmer

Did the emperor give to him, the prince's mantle.

How doth he thank the emperor? With revolt

And treason.

DEVEREUX.

That is true. The devil take

Such thankers! I'll despatch him.

BUTLER.

And would'st quiet

Thy conscience, thou hast naught to do but simply

Pull off the coat; so canst thou do the deed

With light heart and good spirits.

DEVEREUX.

You are right,

That did not strike me. I'll pull off the coat-

So there's an end of it.

MACDONALD.

Yes, but there's another

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