TRA. Do get away from the door. By heavens, fly, I do beseech you.
THEU. Fly where? Fly yourself, as well.
TRA. I am not afraid: I am at peace with the dead.
A VOICE (from within). Hallo! Tranio {3}.
TRA. (in a low voice, near the door). You won't be calling me, if you are wise. (Aloud, as if speaking to the APPARITION.) 'Tis not I that's guilty; I did not knock at the door.
THEU. Pray, what is it that's wrong? What matter is agitating you, Tranio? To whom are you saying these things?
TRA. Prithee, was it you that called me? So may the Gods bless me, I fancied it was this dead man expostulating because you had knocked at the door. But are you still standing there, and not doing what I advise you?
THEU. What am I to do? TRA. Take care not to look back. Fly; cover up your head!
THEU. Why don't you fly?
TRA. I am at peace with the dead.