CRA. Away, sirrah. [Beats him.
APP. Well, Crapula, well; I have deserved better at your hands than so. I was the man, you know, first brought you into Gustus's service. I lined your guts there, and you use me thus? but grease a fat sow, &c.
CRA. Dost thou talk? Hence, hence; avaunt, cur; avaunt, you dog! [Exit CRAPULA.
APP. The belching gorbelly[300] hath well-nigh killed me; I am shut out of doors finely. Well, this is my comfort, I may walk now in liberty at my own pleasure.
MEN. Appetitus, Appetitus!
APP. Ah, Mendacio, Mendacio!
MEN. Why, how now, man, how now? how is't? canst not speak?
APP. Faith, I am like a bagpipe, that never sounds but when the belly is full.
MEN. Thou empty, and com'st from a feast?
APP. From a fray. I tell thee, Mendacio, I am now just like the ewe that gave suck to a wolf's whelp; I have nursed up my fellow Crapula so long, that he's grown strong enough to beat me.