souls!— Were of an age. Well, Susan is with God; She was too good for me. BENVOLIO. Come, knock and enter; and no sooner in But every man betake him to some supper. MERCUTIO. A bawd, a bawd! So ho! ROMEO. What say’st thou? Hast thou met with him? Send thy man away. NURSE. Peter, stay at the gate. [_Exit Peter._]