Come, my Companion-Bashawes, see I pray

How busie Barabas is there above

To entertaine us in his Gallery;

Let us salute him. Save thee, Barabas.

I, Barabas, come Bashawes, attend.

How now, what means this?

Treason, treason! Bashawes, flye.

Tell me, you Christians, what doth this portend?

Was this the banquet he prepar'd for us?

Let's hence, lest further mischiefe be pretended.

Tush, Governor, take thou no care for that,

My men are all aboord,

And doe attend my comming there by this.

Yes, what of that?

Oh monstrous treason!

Nay rather, Christians, let me goe to Turkey ,

In person there to mediate your peace;

To keepe me here will nought advantage you.