Of this day’s journey, and from nine till twelve Is three long hours, yet she says nothing. What of that? Her eye discourses, I will tell her, She shall be endur’d. What, goodman boy! I say he shall, go to; Am I like such a fellow? MERCUTIO. Come, sir, your passado. [_They fight._] Enter three or four Citizens with clubs. FIRST CITIZEN. Up, sir,