Alonzo:

There is less danger in't than gunning, _Sanchio_,
Though we be shot sometimes, the shot's not mortal,
Besides, it breaks no limbs.

Sanchio:

But it disables 'em,
Dost thou see how thou pull'st thy legs after thee, as they
Hung by points.

Alonzo:

Better to pull 'em thus than walk on wooden ones,
Serve bravely for a Billet to support me.

Sanchio:

Fye, fye, 'tis base.

Alonzo:

Dost thou count it base to suffer?
Suffer abundantly? 'tis the Crown of Honour;
You think it nothing to lie twenty days
Under a Surgeons hands that has no mercy.

Sanchio: