BREMO. Or fight for me, or die: or fight or else thou diest! AMADINE. Hold, Bremo, hold! BREMO. Away, I say, thou troublest me. AMADINE. You promised me to make me your queen. BREMO. I did, I mean no less. AMADINE. You promised that I should have my will. BREMO. I did, I mean no less. AMADINE. Then save this hermit’s life, for he may save us both. BREMO. At thy request I’ll spare him, But never any after him. Say, hermit, What canst thou do? MUCEDORUS. I’ll wait on thee, sometime upon the queen. [_Aside_.] Such service shalt thou shortly have; as Bremo never had. [_Exeunt._] SCENE IV. The Court Enter Segasto, the Clown and Rumbelo. SEGASTO. Come, sirs; what, shall I never have you find out Amadine and the shepherd? MOUSE. I have been through the woods and through the woods, and could see nothing but an emet. RUMBELO. Why, I see a thousand emets. Thou meanest a little one? MOUSE. Nay, that emet that I saw was bigger than thou art. RUMBELO. Bigger than I? [_To Segasto_.] What a fool have you to your man! I pray you, master, turn him away. SEGASTO. But dost thou hear, was he not a man? MOUSE. I think he was, for he said he did lead a saltseller’s life about the woods. SEGASTO. Thou wouldst say, a solitary life about the woods? MOUSE. I think it was so, indeed. RUMBELO. I thought what a fool thou art. MOUSE. Thou art a wise man! [_To Segasto_.] Why, he did nothing but sleep since he went. SEGASTO. But tell me, Mouse, how did he go? MOUSE. In a white gown, and a white hat on his head, and a staff in his hand. SEGASTO. I thought so; it was a hermit that walked a solitary life in the woods. Well, get you to dinner; and after never leave seeking, till you bring some news of them, or I’ll hang you both. [_Exit._] MOUSE. How now, Rumbelo, what shall we do now? RUMBELO. Faith, I’ll home to dinner, and afterward to sleep. MOUSE. Why, then, thou wilt be hanged. RUMBELO. Faith, I care not, for I know I shall never find them. Well, I’ll once more abroad, and if I cannot find them, I’ll never come home again. MOUSE. I tell thee what, Rumbelo; thou shalt go in at one end of the wood, and I at the other, and we will meet both together in the midst. RUMBELO. Content, let’s away to dinner. [_Exeunt._] ACT V SCENE I. The Forest Enter Mucedorus solus. MUCEDORUS. Unknown to any here within these woods, With bloody Bremo do I lead my life. The monster! he doth murther all he meets; He spareth none, and none doth him escape. Who would continue—who, but only I— In such a cruel cut-throat’s company? Yet Amadine is there, how can I choose? Ah, silly soul! how oftentimes she sits And sighs, and calls: _Come, shepherd, come, Sweet Mucedorus, come and set me free,_ When Mucedorus present stands her by! But here she comes. Enter Amadine. What news, fair lady, as you walk these woods? AMADINE. Ah, hermit! none but bad and such as thou know’st. MUCEDORUS. How do you like your Bremo and his woods?