Enter Ariel, invisible.
40 Cal. As I told thee before, I am subject to a tyrant, a sorcerer, that by his cunning hath cheated me of the island.
Ari. Thou liest.
Cal.
Thou liest, thou jesting monkey, thou:
I would my valiant master would destroy thee!
I do not lie.
45 Ste. Trinculo, if you trouble him any more in’s tale, by this hand, I will supplant some of your teeth.
Trin. Why, I said nothing.
Ste. Mum, then, and no more. Proceed.