Sprites, and frenzy, and madness, possess this old fellow. Are you doing me an injustice, or not?EUCLIOA very great one, I confess, inasmuch as you are not strung up; and that too shall be done this moment, un less you do confess.STROBILUSWhat am I to confess to you? EUCLIOWhat it was you took away hence.STROBILUSMay the Gods confound me, if I’ve taken away anything of yours, (aside) and if I don’t wish I had taken it away.EUCLIOCome then, shake out your cloak.STROBILUSAt your pleasure.(Shakes it.)EUCLIOYou haven’t it among your under-clothing?STROBILUSSearch where you please.