Bev. Signior Antonio, as you love your life,
Lie still and close, for, if you stir, you die.
Ron. So, so; now shake it; so, so.
Trin. O! I am drown'd! I drown!
Ron. When comes this hollow sound?
Trin. I drown! I smother!
Ron. My life, 'tis Trincalo; for I have heard that coxcomb,
That ass, that clown, seeks to corrupt my wife,
Sending her[325] fruit and dainties from the country.
O, that 'twere he! how would I use the villain!
First crop his ears, then slit his nose, and geld him.
And with a red-hot iron sear his raw wounds;
Then barrel him again, and send the eunuch
To the great Turk to keep his concubines.
Tick, tock, who is within here?
[Knocks on the tub.
Bev. One that you dare not touch.
Ron. One that I dare not?
[Trincalo comes out.
Out, villain, out—Signior Antonio!
Had it been any but yourself, he had died,
But, as you sav'd my life, before you went,
So now command mine in your services.
I would have sworn y' had drown'd in Barbary.
Trin. 'Twas a hard pass;[326] but not so dangerous
As was this vessel. Pray you, conceive no ill;
I meant no harm, but call'd of your wife to know
How my son Lelio did, and daughter Flavia.