Cu. All, all Sir, every mothers daughter of 'em.
Pas. Then there's no fear of following; if they be once shot
They'll follow a man to th' devil—As for you, Sir—
[Ex. with the Lady and the Masquers.
Sold. Me Sir?
1 Gent. Nay sweet Sir.
Sold. A noise, a threatening, did you not hear it Sir?
1 Gent. Without regard, Sir, so would I hear you.
Sold. This must come to something, never talk of that Sir.
You never saw it otherwise.
1 Gent. Nay dear merit—
Sold. Me above all men?