MEN. I must take the fife out of his mouth, or he'll ne'er ha' done. [Aside.]
APP. But, above all, I'll be sure on my knees to thank the great—
[MENDACIO blinds him.
MEN. Who am I, who am I, who I?
APP. By the blood-stained falchion of Mavors,[206] I am on your side.
MEN. Why, who am I?
APP. Are you a soldier?
MEN. No.
APP. Then you are Master Helluo the bearward.
MEN. No, no; he's dead.