ANGELO.
How now, sir! What's your name? and what's the matter?

ELBOW.
If it please your honour, I am the poor duke's constable, and my
name is Elbow; I do lean upon justice, sir, and do bring in here
before your good honour two notorious benefactors.

ANGELO.
Benefactors! Well; what benefactors are they? are they not
malefactors?

ELBOW.
If it please your honour, I know not well what they are; but
precise villains they are, that I am sure of; and void of all
profanation in the world that good Christians ought to have.

ESCALUS.
This comes off well; here's a wise officer.

ANGELO.
Go to;--what quality are they of? Elbow is your name? Why dost
thou not speak, Elbow?

CLOWN.
He cannot, sir; he's out at elbow.

ANGELO.
What are you, sir?