MUCEDORUS. In tract of time a man may alter much: Say, lady, do you know your shepherd well? [He discovers himself.
AMADINE. My Mucedorus, hath he set me free?
MUCEDORUS. He hath set thee free.
AMADINE. And lived so long
Unknown to Amadine?
MUCEDORUS. Ay, that's a question
Whereof you may not be resolved.
You know that I am banish'd from the court,
I know likewise each passage is beset,
So that we cannot long escape unknown,
Therefore my will is this, that we return,
Right through the thickets, to the wild man's cave,
And there a while live on his provision,
Until the search and narrow watch be past:
This is my counsel, and I think it best.
AMADINE. I think the very same.
MUCEDORUS. Come, let's begone.
Enter the CLOWN, who searches and falls over the wild man, and so carries him away.
CLOWN. Nay, soft, sir, are you here? a bots on you!
I was like to be hanged for not finding you,
We would borrow a certain stray king's daughter of you;
A wench, a wench, sir, we would have.
MUCEDORUS. A wench of me? I'll make thee eat my sword.