A King, and No King eBook

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Bes.

  Shall I tell you truly?

Mar.

  I.

Bes.

  I could willingly venture for’t.

Mar.

  Um, no venture neither Bessus.

Bes.

  Let me not live, if I do not think ’tis a braver piece of service
  than that I’me so fam’d for.

Mar.

  Why, art thou fam’d for any valour?

Bes.

  Fam’d!  I, I warrant you.

Mar.

  I’me e’en heartily glad on’t, I have been with thee e’re since
  thou cam’st to th’wars, and this is the first word that ever I
  heard on’t, prethee who fames thee.

Bes.

  The Christian world.

Mar.

  ’Tis heathenishly done of’em in my conscience, thou deserv’st it
  not.

Bes.

  Yes, I ha’ don good service.

Mar.

  I do not know how thou mayst wait of a man in’s Chamber, or thy
  agility of shifting of a Trencher, but otherwise no service good
  Bessus.

Bes.

  You saw me do the service your self.

Mar.

Not so hasty sweet Bessus, where was it, is the place vanish’d?

Bes.

  At Bessus desp’rate redemption.

Mar.

  At Bessus desp’rate redemption, where’s that?

Bes.

  There where I redeem’d the day, the place bears my name.

Mar.

  Pray thee, who Christened it?

Bes.

  The Souldiers.

Mar.

If I were not a very merrily dispos’d man, what would become of thee? one that had but a grain of choler in the whole composition of his body, would send thee of an errand to the worms for putting thy name upon that field:  did not I beat thee there i’th’ head o’th’ Troops with a Trunchion, because thou wouldst needs run away with thy company, when we should charge the enemy?

Bes.

  True, but I did not run.

Mar.

  Right Bessus, I beat thee out on’t.

Bes.

But came I not up when the day was gone, and redeem’d all?

Mar.

Thou knowest, and so do I, thou meanedst to flie, and thy fear making thee mistake, thou ranst upon the enemy, and a hot charge thou gav’st, as I’le do thee right, thou art furious in running away, and I think, we owe thy fear for our victory; If I were the King, and were sure thou wouldst mistake alwaies and run away upon th’ enemy, thou shouldst be General by this light.

Bes.

  You’l never leave this till I fall foul.

Mar.

  No more such words dear Bessus, for though I have ever known
  thee a coward, and therefore durst never strike thee, yet if thou
  proceedest, I will allow thee valiant, and beat thee.

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