Haste, forward, forward, or I'll goad thee on
With iron spurs.
Phil. But use me kindly then.
Pull not so hard, to hurt my airy limbs;
I'll follow thee unforced: look, there's thy way.
Grim. Ay, there's thy way indeed; but, for more surety,
I'll keep an eye behind: not one word more,
But follow decently. [Grim. goes out, dragging Phil.
Phil. So, catch him, spell! [Aside.
Grim. [within.] Oh help me, help me, Philidel!