all bedaub’d in blood, All in gore-blood. I swounded at the beginning of this neighbour-stained steel,— Will they not hear? What, ho! Apothecary! Enter Apothecary. APOTHECARY. Who calls so loud? ROMEO. Come hither, cover’d with an envious worm Ere he that kill’d Mercutio? Tybalt, that murderer, which way ran he? BENVOLIO. There lies that