2nd Clown.
[Throwing down tools.] Stow it, I say, or I’ll have to make you. Marry, indeed! If you mean “Yes,” say “Yes.” If you mean “No,” say “No.”
1st Clown.
All right, mate.
2nd Clown.
[Grumbling.] It’s bad enough staying up all night building more rooms on to this confounded castle—I should have thought it was big enough and ugly enough without our additions—but if I’m to listen to your gab, s’help me——!
1st Clown.
Hush! here comes some one.
[They make a valiant pretence of work as Horatio and Fortinbras enter.
Horatio.