_Steph._ What's the matter? Have we devils here? Do you put tricks upon's with savages and men of Inde,[413-15] ha? I have not 'scaped drowning, to be afeared now of your four legs; for it hath been said, As proper a man as ever went on four legs cannot make him give ground; and it shall be said so again, while Stephano breathes at's nostrils. _Cal._ The spirit torments me:--O! _Steph._ This is some monster of the isle with four legs, who hath got, as I take it, an ague. Where the Devil should he learn our language? I will give him some relief, if it be but for that. If I can recover him, and keep him tame, and get to Naples with him, he's a present for any emperor that ever trod on neat's-leather.[413-16] _Cal._ Do not torment me, pr'ythee: I'll bring my wood home faster. _Steph._ He's in his fit now, and does not talk after the wisest. He shall taste of my bottle: if he have never drunk wine afore, it will go near to remove his fit. If I can recover him, and keep him tame, I will not take too much for him;[413-17] he shall pay for him that hath him, and that soundly. _Cal._ Thou dost me yet but little hurt; Thou wilt anon, I know it by thy trembling: Now Prosper works upon thee. _Steph._ Come on your ways; open your mouth; here is that which will give a language to you, cat:[413-18] open your mouth; this will shake your shaking, I can tell you, and that soundly: [_Gives him drink._] you cannot tell who's your friend; open your chops again. [_Gives him more drink._ _Trin._ I should know that voice: it should be--but he is drown'd; and these are devils:--O, defend me! _Steph._ Four legs, and two voices--a most delicate monster? His forward voice now is to speak well of his friend; his backward voice is to utter foul speeches and to detract. If all the wine in my bottle will recover him, I will help his ague: [_Gives him drink._]--Come,--Amen![414-19] I will pour some in thy other mouth. _Trin._ Stephano! _Steph._ Doth thy other mouth call me?--Mercy, mercy! This is a devil and no monster: I will leave him; I have no long spoon.[414-20] _Trin._ Stephano!--If thou be'st Stephano, touch me, and speak to me; for I am Trinculo,--be not afeared,--thy good friend Trinculo. _Steph._ If thou be'st Trinculo, come forth: I'll pull thee by the lesser legs: if any be Trinculo's legs, these are they. [_Pulls TRINCULO out._] Thou art very Trinculo indeed! How earnest thou to be the siege[414-21] of this moon-calf?[414-22] _Trin._ I took him to be kill'd with a thunder-stroke. But art thou not drown'd, Stephano? I hope, now, thou art not drown'd?[415-23] Is the storm overblown? I hid me under the dead moon-calf's gaberdine for fear of the storm. And art thou living, Stephano? O Stephano, two Neapolitans 'scaped! _Steph._ Pr'ythee, do not turn me about; my stomach is not constant.[415-24]