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_Gab. _ But you at least 210
Should know whom _not_ to suspect. I am insulted--
Oppressed here by these menials, and I look
To you for remedy--teach them their duty!
To look for thieves at home were part of it,
If duly taught; but, in one word, if I
Have an accuser, let it be a man
Worthy to be so of a man like me.
I am your equal.

_Stral. _ You!

_Gab. _ Aye, sir; and, for
Aught that you know, superior; but proceed--
I do not ask for hints, and surmises, 220
And circumstance, and proof: I know enough
Of what I have done for you, and what you owe me,
To have at least waited your payment rather
Than paid myself, had I been eager of
Your gold. I also know, that were I even
The villain I am deemed, the service rendered
So recently would not permit you to
Pursue me to the death, except through shame,
Such as would leave your scutcheon but a blank.
But this is nothing: I demand of you 230
Justice upon your unjust servants, and
From your own lips a disavowal of
All sanction of their insolence: thus much
You owe to the unknown, who asks no more,
And never thought to have asked so much.

_Stral. _ This tone
May be of innocence.

_Gab. _ 'Sdeath!
who dare doubt it,
Except such villains as ne'er had it?

_Stral. _ You
Are hot, sir.

_Gab. _ Must I turn an icicle
Before the breath of menials, and their master[cr]?

_Stral. _ Ulric! you know this man; I found him in 240
_Your_ company.

_Gab. _ We found _you_ in the Oder;
Would we had left you there!

_Stral. _ I give you thanks, sir.

_Gab. _ I've earned them; but might have earned more from others,
Perchance, if I had left you to your fate.

_Stral. _ Ulric!