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ere the very words. BUTLER. And he shall be rewarded from the state In land and gold who proffers aid thereto. DEVEREUX. Ay! that sounds well. The words sound always well That travel hither from the court. Yes! yes! We know already what court-words import. A golden chain perhaps in sign of favor, Or an old charger, or a parchment-patent, And such like. The prince-duke pays better. MACDONALD. Yes, The duke's a splendid paymaster. BUTLER. All over With that, my friends. His lucky stars are set. MACDONALD. And is that certain? BUTLER. You have my word for it. DEVEREUX. His lucky fortune's all passed by? BUTLER. Forever. He is as poor as we. MACDONALD. As poor as we? DEVEREUX. Macdonald, we'll desert him. BUTLER. We'll desert him? Full twenty thousand have done that already; We must do more, my countrymen! In short-- We--we must kill him. BOTH (starting back) Kill him! BUTLER. Yes, must kill him; And for that purpose have I chosen you. BOTH. Us! BUTLER. You, Captain Devereux, and thee, Macdonald. DEVEREUX (after a pause). Choose you some other. BUTLER. What! art dastardly? Thou, with full thirty lives to answer for-- Thou conscientious of a sudden? DEVEREUX. Nay To assassinate our lord and general---- MACDONALD. To whom we swore a soldier's oath---- BUTLER. The oath Is null, for Friedland is a traitor. DEVEREUX. No, no! it is too bad! MACDONALD. Yes, by my soul! It is too bad. One has a conscience too---- DEVEREUX. If it were not our chieftain, who so long Has issued the commands, and claimed our duty---- BUTLER. Is that the objection? DEVEREUX. Were it my own father, And the emperor's service should demand it of me, It might be done perhaps--but we are soldiers, And to assassinate our chief commander, That is a sin, a foul abomination, From which no monk or confessor absolves us. BUTLER. I am your pope, and give you absolution. Determine quickly! DEVEREUX. 'Twill not do. MACDONALD. 'Twont do! BUTLER. Well, off then! and--send Pestalutz to me. DEVEREUX (hesitates). The Pestalutz---- MACDONALD. What may you want with him? BUTLER. If you reject it, we can find en
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