FIRST BANDIT.
Where should he have this gold? It is some poor
fragment, some slender ort of his remainder. The mere want of
gold, and the falling-from of his friends, drove him into this
melancholy.

SECOND BANDIT.
It is noised he hath a mass of treasure.

THIRD BANDIT.
Let us make the assay upon him: if he care not for't,
he will supply us easily; if he covetously reserve it, how
shall's get it?

SECOND BANDIT.
True; for he bears it not about him, 'tis hid.

FIRST BANDIT.
Is not this he?

BANDITTI.
Where?

SECOND BANDIT.
'Tis his description.

THIRD BANDIT.
He; I know him.