Alph. Ye must not tell me so.
San[c]h. I have, and heark ye?
Make it up five score more: Call out the fellow,
And stand you by sir.
Ped. This is the mad morriss.
Alph. And I stand by?
Sanch. I say stand by, and do it.
Alph. Stand by among thy lungs.
Sanch. Tu[r]n presently
And say thy prayers, thou art dead.
Alph. I scorn thee
And scorn to say my prayers more than thou do'st,
Mine is the most wrong, and my daughter dearest
And mine shall first be righted.
Sanch. Shall be righted.
Ped. A third may live I see, pray hear me Gentlemen.