SEGASTO. What, wilt thou pluck down the king’s house? MOUSE. Nay, by’r Lady, I’ll know the price of it first. Master, it is such a hard name, I have forgotten it again. I pray you, tell me his name. SEGASTO. I tell thee, Captain Tremelio, knave. MOUSE. Oh, Captain Treble-knave, Captain Treble-knave. [_Calling._] Enter Tremelio. TREMELIO. How now, sirrah, dost thou call me? MOUSE. You must come to my master, Captain Treble-knave. TREMELIO. My lord Segasto, did you send for me? SEGASTO. I did, Tremelio. Sirrah, about your business! MOUSE. Ay, marry, what’s that, can you tell? SEGASTO. No, not well. MOUSE. Marry, then, I can; straight to the kitchen-dresser, to John the cook, and get me a good piece of beef and brewis; and then to the buttery-hatch, to Thomas the butler for a jack of beer, and there for an hour I’ll so belabour myself; and therefore, I pray you call me not till you think I have done, I pray you, good master. SEGASTO. Well, sir, away. Tremelio, this it is! [_Exit Mouse._] Thou know’st the valour of Segasto spread Through all the kingdom of great Aragon, Such as hath triumph found and favours, never Daunted at any time, but now a shepherd Admired is at in court for worthiness, And lord Segasto’s honour laid aside; My will therefore is this, that thou dost find Some means to work the shepherd’s death: I know Thy strength sufficient to perform my wish, Thy love no other than to ’venge my injuries. TREMELIO. ’Tis not the shepherd’s frowns Tremelio fears, Therefore, ’count it accomplish’d what I take in hand. SEGASTO. Thanks, good Tremelio, and assure thyself, What I promise, that will I perform. TREMELIO. Thanks, my good lord, and in good time see where He cometh. Stand by awhile, and you shall see Me put in practice your intended drifts. Enter Mucedorus. Have at thee, swain, if that I hit thee right! MUCEDORUS. Vile coward, so without cause to strike a man— Turn, coward, turn; now strike, and do thy worst! [_Mucedorus kills him._] SEGASTO. Hold, shepherd, hold! O spare him, kill him not! Accursed villain, tell me, what thou’st done? Tremelio, ah, trusty Tremelio! I sorrow for thy death, and since that thou Living didst faithful prove unto Segasto, So now Segasto living with revenge Will honour th’ dead corpse of Tremelio. Bloodthirsty villain, born and bred to merciless murther, Tell me, how durst thou be so bold, as once To lay thy hands upon the least of mine? Assure thee, thou’lt be used according to the law! MUCEDORUS. Segasto, cease! these threats are needless. Accuse not me of murther, that have done Nothing but in mine own defence. SEGASTO. Nay, shepherd, reason not with me; I’ll manifest thy fact unto the King, Whose doom will be thy death, as thou deserv’st. What ho, Mouse, come away! Enter Mouse. MOUSE. Why, how now, what’s the matter? I thought you would be calling before I had done. SEGASTO. Come, help, away with my friend. MOUSE. Why, is he drunk? Cannot he stand on his feet?