Dia. [That] jack-an-apes with scarfs: why is he melancholy?
Hel. Perchance he's hurt i' the battle.
Par. Lose our drum! [well].
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Mat. He's shrewdly vexed at something: look, he has spied us.
Wid. Marry, hang you!
Mar. And your courtesy, for a ring-carrier!
[[Exeunt] Bertram, [Parolles], and army.
Wid. The troop is past. Come, pilgrim, I will [bring you]
Where you shall host: of enjoin'd penitents