Eum. Thankes, gentle madame: but heere comes Jack; thanke him, for he is the best friend that we have.
Enter Jack with a head in his hand.
Eum. How now, Jack, what hast thou there?
Jack. Mary, maister, the head of the conjurer. 820
Eum. Why, Jack, that is impossible; he was a young man.
Jack. Ah, maister, so he deceived them that beheld him: but hee was a miserable, old, and crooked man; though to each mans eye h[e see]med young and fresh. For, maister, this Conjurer tooke the shape of the olde man that kept the crosse: and that olde man 825 was in the likenesse of the Conjurer.[1131] But nowe, maister, winde your horne. He windes his horne.
Enter Venelia, the two Brothers, and he that was at the Crosse.
Eu. Welcome, Erestus, welcome, faire Venelia,[1132]
Welcome, Thelea, and Kalepha[1133] both!