We find, As your own Grace did rightly signify, That any citizen, who by force or craft Conspires against the person of the Liege, Is _ipso facto_ outlaw, void of rights Such as pertain to other citizens, Is traitor, and a public enemy, Who may by any casual sword be slain Without the slayer’s danger; nay, if brought Into the presence of the tribunal, Must with dumb lips and silence reverent Listen unto his well-deserved doom, Nor has the privilege of open speech. DUCHESS I thank thee, my Lord Justice, heartily; I like your law: and now I pray dispatch This public outlaw to his righteous doom; What is there more? LORD JUSTICE Ay, there is more, your Grace. This man being alien born, not Paduan, Nor by allegiance bound unto the Duke, Save such as common nature doth lay down, Hath, though accused of treasons manifold, Whose slightest penalty is certain death, Yet still the right of public utterance Before the people and the open court; Nay, shall be much entreated by the Court, To make some formal pleading for his life, Lest his own city, righteously incensed, Should with an unjust trial tax our state, And wars spring up against the commonwealth: So merciful are the laws of Padua Unto the stranger living in her gates. DUCHESS Being of my Lord’s household, is he stranger here? LORD JUSTICE Ay, until seven years of service spent He cannot be a Paduan citizen. GUIDO I thank thee, my Lord Justice, heartily; I like your law. SECOND CITIZEN I like no law at all: Were there no law there’d be no law-breakers, So all men would be virtuous. FIRST CITIZEN So they would; ’Tis a wise saying that, and brings you far. TIPSTAFF Ay! to the gallows, knave. DUCHESS Is this the law? LORD JUSTICE It is the law most certainly, my liege. DUCHESS Show me the book: ’tis written in blood-red. JEPPO Look at the Duchess. DUCHESS Thou accursed law, I would that I could tear thee from the state As easy as I tear thee from this book. [_Tears out the page_.] Come here, Count Bardi: are you honourable? Get a horse ready for me at my house, For I must ride to Venice instantly. BARDI To Venice, Madam? DUCHESS Not a word of this, Go, go at once. [_Exit_ COUNT BARDI.] A moment, my Lord Justice. If, as thou sayest it, this is the law— Nay, nay, I doubt not that thou sayest right, Though right be wrong in such a case as this— May I not by the virtue of mine office Adjourn this court until another day? LORD JUSTICE Madam, you cannot stay a trial for blood. DUCHESS I will not tarry then to hear this man Rail with rude tongue against our sacred person. Come, gentlemen. LORD JUSTICE My liege, You cannot leave this court until the prisoner Be purged or guilty of this dread offence. DUCHESS