Gran. Then stay thou behinde, and I will goe with Psyllus.
[Manes stands apart.]
Psyllus. All hayle, Diogenes, to your proper person.
Diog. All hate to thy peevish conditions.
Gran. O dogge!
Psyllus. What doest thou seeke for here? 145
Diog. For a man and a beast.
Gran. That is easie without thy light to bee found: be not all these men?[832]
Diog. Called men.
Gran. What beast is it thou lookest for? 150