Ge. Father!
Wi. and Si. Master Touchstone!
To. Away, sirens! I will immure myself against your cries, and lock myself up to your lamentations.
Mist. T. Gentle husband, hear me!
Ge. Father, it is I, father; my Lady Flash. My sister and I am friends. 11
Mi. Good father!
Wi. Be not hardened, good Master Touchstone!
Si. I pray you, sir, be merciful!
To. I am deaf; I do not hear you; I have stopped mine ears with shoemakers’ wax, and drunk Lethe and mandragora[119] to forget you. All you speak to me I commit to the air.
Enter Wolf.