PATROCLUS.
What, art thou devout? Wast thou in prayer?
THERSITES.
Ay, the heavens hear me!
PATROCLUS.
Amen.
Enter Achilles.
ACHILLES.
Who’s there?
PATROCLUS.
Thersites, my lord.
ACHILLES.
Where, where? O, where? Art thou come? Why, my cheese, my digestion, why hast thou not served thyself in to my table so many meals? Come, what’s Agamemnon?
THERSITES.
Thy commander, Achilles. Then tell me, Patroclus, what’s Achilles?
PATROCLUS.
Thy lord, Thersites. Then tell me, I pray thee, what’s Thersites?
THERSITES.
Thy knower, Patroclus. Then tell me, Patroclus, what art thou?