DUMAINE.
He may not by the yard.
ARMADO.
This Hector far surmounted Hannibal.
The party is gone—
COSTARD.
Fellow Hector, she is gone; she is two months on her way.
ARMADO.
What meanest thou?
COSTARD.
Faith, unless you play the honest Trojan, the poor wench is cast away. She’s quick; the child brags in her belly already. ’Tis yours.
ARMADO.
Dost thou infamonize me among potentates? Thou shalt die.
COSTARD.
Then shall Hector be whipped for Jaquenetta that is quick by him, and hanged for Pompey that is dead by him.
DUMAINE.
Most rare Pompey!
BOYET.
Renowned Pompey!
BEROWNE.
Greater than “Great”! Great, great, great Pompey! Pompey the Huge!