Lyg.
Sure I have committed some great sin
That this fellow should be made my Rod,
I would see him, but I shall have no patience.
Mar.
'Tis no great matter if you have not: if a Laming of him, or such a toy may do you pleasure Sir, he has it for you, and I'le help you to him: 'tis no news to him to have a Leg broken, or Shoulder out, with being turn'd o'th' stones like a Tansie: draw not your Sword if you love it; for on my Conscience his head will break it: we use him i'th' Wars like a Ram to shake a wall withal. Here comes the very person of him, do as you shall find your temper, I must leave you: but if you do not break him like a Bisket, you are much to blame Sir.
[Exit Mar.
Enter Bessus And the Sword men.
Lyg.
Is your name Bessus?
Bes.
Men call me Captain Bessus.