K.Ay, he lives.

Sa.And drew you upon him?

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K. I called to him, Sala, and he made away:

I followed him to stay him.

Sa.Thank God, he lives.

You did not strike him.

K.Nay, I struck him not.

Sa. ’Tis now like day. I see him nowhere, sire.

K. He hath hid himself. Look, Sala; search about.