Humph! Like consequence, like cause.
Shakespeare:
No, no! he’s my friend unwearied in kind offices. If you but knew——
Jonson:
Then why not find him and solve the riddle?
Shakespeare:
I will: I must. To-day; now. [Goes to door and returns.] But if she has changed to me—ah, Ben, hope is something; we mortals live by hope.
Jonson:
Hope balanced by despair. Have done with the ague-fit, man!
Shakespeare: