_Bes_.
I will, but 'twould be worth your hearing: To the
Lists they came, and single-sword and gantlet was their fight.
_Pan_.
Alas!
_Bes_.
Without the Lists there stood some dozen Captains of either side
mingled, all which were sworn, and one of those was I: and 'twas
my chance to stand next a Captain o'th' enemies side, called
_Tiribasus_; Valiant they said he was; whilst these two Kings
were streaching themselves, this _Tiribasus_ cast something a
scornful look on me, and ask't me who I thought would overcome: I
smil'd and told him if he would fight with me, he should perceive
by the event of that whose King would win: something he answered,
and a scuffle was like to grow, when one _Zipetus_ offered to
help him, I--
_Pan_.
All this is of thy self, I pray thee _Bessus_ tell something of
my Brother, did he nothing?
_Bes_.
Why yes, I'le tell your Grace, they were not to fight till the
word given, which for my own part, by my troth I confess I was
not to give.
_Pan_.
See for his own part.
_Bac_.