SCENE II. Another room in the castle
ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN:
[Within] Hamlet! Lord Hamlet!
What noise? who calls on Hamlet?
O, here they come.
Enter ROSENCRANTZ and GUILDENSTERN
What have you done, my lord, with the dead body?
Compounded it with dust, whereto 'tis kin.
Tell us where 'tis, that we may take it thence
And bear it to the chapel.
Do not believe it.
That I can keep your counsel and not mine own. Besides, to be demanded of a sponge!
what replication should be made by the son of a king?
Take you me for a sponge, my lord?
Ay, sir, that soaks up the king's countenance, his rewards, his authorities. But such
officers do the king best service in the end: he keeps them, like an ape, in the corner of
his jaw; first mouthed, to be last swallowed: when he needs what you have gleaned, it is
but squeezing you, and, sponge, you shall be dry again.