2d Stink. Yet he may utter sweet doctrine, by your leave. But what think you of friar Cole?
1st Stink. He? all fire: an' he be kindled once, a hot catholic.
3d Stink. And you mark him, he has a zealous nose, and richly inflamed.
1st Stink. Peace, you rogues! Now they begin.
Crab. Incipe, Frater.
Cole. Non ego, Domine.
Crab. Nec ego.
Cole. Quare?
Crab. Quia?
Cole. Quæso.