re us and fa us, you note us. SECOND MUSICIAN. Hang him, Jack. Come, we’ll in here, tarry for the mourners, and stay dinner. [_Exeunt._] ACT V Scene I. A public Place. Enter Mercutio, Benvolio, Page and Servants. CAPULET. So many guests invite as here are writ. [_Exit first Servant._] Sirrah, go hire me twenty cunning cooks. SECOND SERVANT. Ay, boy, ready. FIRST SERVANT. You are too hot. CAPULET. God’s