MEN. And whither wilt thou go, now thou art banished out of service?
APP. Faith, I'll travel to some college or other in an university.
MEN. Why so?
APP. Because Appetitus is well-beloved amongst scholars, for there I can dine and sup with them, and rise again as good friends as we sat down. I'll thither, questionless.
MEN. Hear'st thou? give me thy hand. By this, I love thee: go to, then.
Thou shalt not forsake thy masters thus, I say thou shalt not.
APP. Alas! I am very loth; but how should I help it?
MEN. Why, take this bottle of wine, come on; go thy ways to them again.
APP. Ha, ha, ha! what good will this do?
MEN. This is the Nepenthe that reconciles the gods. Do but let the Senses taste of it, and fear not, they'll love thee as well as ever they did.
APP. I pray thee, where hadst it?