Some get within him, take his sword away:
35 Bind Dromio too, and bear them to my house.
Dro. S. Run, master, run; for [God’s] sake, take a house!
This is some [priory].—In, or we are spoil’d!
Exeunt Ant. S. and Dro. S. to the Priory.
Enter the Lady Abbess.
Abb. Be [quiet, people]. Wherefore throng you hither?
Adr. To fetch my poor distracted husband hence.
40 Let us come in, that we may bind him fast,
And bear him home for his recovery.