The Works of Christopher Marlowe, Vol. 2 (of 3)Marlowe, Christopher
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The Works of Christopher Marlowe, Vol. 2 (of 3)
Marlowe, Christopher
English drama -- Early modern and Elizabethan, 1500-1600
_Bar._ You see I answer him, and yet he stays;
[_To_ F. BARN.
Rid him away, and go you home with me.
_F. Jac._ I'll be with you to-night.
_Bar._ Come to my house at one o'clock this night.
[_To_ F. JAC.
_F. Jac._ You hear your answer, and you may be gone.
_F. Barn._ Why, go get you away.
_F. Jac._ I will not go for thee.
_F. Barn._ Not! then I'll make thee go.
_F. Jac._ How, dost call me rogue? [_They fight._ 100
_Itha._ Part 'em, master, part 'em.
_Bar._ This is mere frailty, brethren, be content.
Friar Barnardine, go you with Ithamore:
You[110] know my mind, let me alone with him.
[_Aside to_ F. BARN.
_F. Jac._ Why does he go to thy house; let him begone.
_Bar._ I'll give him something and so stop his mouth.
[_Exit_ ITHAMORE with F. BARN.
I never heard of any man but he
Maligned the order of the Jacobins:
But do you think that I believe his words?
Why, brother, you converted Abigail; 110
And I am bound in charity to requite it,
And so I will. O Jacomo, fail not, but come.
_F. Jac._ But, Barabas, who shall be your godfathers,
For presently you shall be shrived.
_Bar._ Marry, the Turk[111] shall be one of my godfathers,
But not a word to any of your covent.[112]
_F. Jac._ I warrant thee, Barabas. [_Exit._
_Bar._ So, now the fear is past, and I am safe:
For he that shrived her is within my house,
What if I murdered him ere Jacomo comes? 120
Now I have such a plot for both their lives
As never Jew nor Christian knew the like;
One turned my daughter, therefore he shall die;
The other knows enough to have my life,
Therefore 'tis not requisite he should live.
But are not both these wise men to suppose
That I will leave my house, my goods, and all
To fast and be well whipt? I'll none of that.
Now Friar Barnardine I come to you,
I'll feast you, lodge you, give you fair words, 130
And after that, I and my trusty Turk--
No more but so: it must and shall be done. [_Exit._
SCENE II.
_Enter_[113] BARABAS _and_ ITHAMORE.
_Bar._ Ithamore, tell me, is the friar asleep?
_Itha._ Yes; and I know not what the reason is,
Do what I can he will not strip himself,
Nor go to bed, but sleeps in his own clothes;
I fear me he mistrusts what we intend.
_Bar._ No, 'tis an order which the friars use:
Yet, if he knew our meanings, could he 'scape?
_Itha._ No, none can hear him, cry he ne'er so loud.
_Bar._ Why true, therefore did I place him there:
The other chambers open towards the street. 10
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