Launce. [Soho, soho!]
190 Pro. What seest thou?
Launce. Him we go to find: there’s not a hair on’s head but ’tis a Valentine.
Pro. Valentine?
Val. No.
195 Pro. Who then? his spirit?
Val. Neither.
Pro. What then?
Val. Nothing.
Launce. Can nothing speak? Master, shall I strike?