2188Host. By the Mass that thou shalt, a good pair

of

2191May. What? have you searcht the Town?

2192Con. All the town, sir, we have not left a house un-

2193searcht that uses to lodge.

2194May. Surely, my Lord of Rochester was then deceiv'd,

2195Or ill inform'd of sir John Oldcastle,

2196Or if he came this way, he's past the Town,

2197He could not else have scap'd you in the search.

2198Con. The privy watch hath been abroad all night,

2199And not a stranger lodgeth in the Town

2200But he is known; onely a lusty Priest

2201We found in bed with a pretty wench,

2202That sayes she is his wife, yonder at the Shears:

2203But we have charg'd the host with his forth coming

2204To morrow morning.

2205May. What think you best to do?

2206Con. Faith, Mr. Maior, here's a few stragling houses

2207beyond the hrigde, and a little Inne where Carriers use

2208to lodge, although I think surely he would nere lodge

2209there: but we'll go search, and the rather, because

2210there came notice to the town the last night of an Irish

2211man, that had done a murther, whom we are to make

2212search for.

2214Con. First beset the house, before you begin to search.

2215Offi. Content, every man take a several place.

2217Keep, keep, strike him down there, down with him.

2219Con. Come you villanous heretick, tell us where your

2220Master is.

2221Irish. Vat mester?

2222May. Vat mester, you counterfeit Rebel? This shall

2223not serve your turn.

2224Irish. Be sent Patrick I ha no mester.

2225Con. Where's the Lord Cobham, sir John Oldcastle,

2226that lately escaped out of the Tower?

2227Irish. Vat Lort Cobham?

2228May. You counterfeit this shall not serve you, we'll

2229torture you, we'll make you confesse where that arch-he-

2230retick is. Come bind him fast.

2231Irish. Ahone, ahone, ahone, a Cree.

2232Con. Ahone you crafty rascal?

2234Cob. Harpool, Harpool, I hear a marvellous noise about

2235the house, God warrant us, I fear we are pursued:

2236what Harpool?

2237Har. within. Who calls there?

2238Cob. 'Tis I, dost thou not hear a noise about the house?

2239Har. Yes marry do I, zounds I cannot find my hose,

2240this Irish rascal that lodg'd with me all night, hath stollen

2241my apparel, and has left me nothing but a lowsie mantle,

2242and a pair of broags. Get up, get up, and if the Carrier

2243and his wench be asleep, change you with him as he hath

2244done with me, and see if we can scape.

2248Con. Stand close, here comes the Irishman that did the

2249murther, by all tokens this is he.

2250May. And perceiving the house beset, would get away:

2251stand sirra.

2252Har. What art thou that bid'st me stand?

2253Con. I am the Officer, and am come to search for an

2254Irish man, such a villain as thy self, thou hast murther'd

2255a man this last night by the high way.

2256Harp. Sbloud Constable art thou mad? am I an

2257Irish-man?

2258May. Sirra, we'll find you an Irish-man befor we part:

2259Lay hold upon him.

2260Con. Make him fast, O thou bloudy rogue!

2263Cob. What will these Ostlers sleep all day?

2264Good morrow, good morrow, come wench, come;

2265Saddle, saddle, now afore God two fair dayes, ha?

2266Con. Who goes there?

2267May. O 'tis Lancashire Carrier, let them pass.

2268Cob. What, will no body ope the gates here?

2269Come, let's int'stable to look to our Capons.

2271Host, why Ostler?

2272Zwooks here's such a bomination company of Boyes:

2273A pox of this pigstie at the house end,

2274It fills all the house full of fleas, Ostler, Ostler.

2275Ost. Who calls there? what would you have?

2276Club. Zwooks, do you rob your guests?

2277Do you lodge rogues, and slaves, and scoundrels, ha?

2278They ha stoln our clothes here: why Ostler?

2279Ost. A murren choak you, what a bawling you keep.

2280Host. How now? what would the Carrier have?

2281Look up there.

2282Ostler. They say the man and the woman that lay by

2283them, have stoln their clothes.

2284Host. What, are the strange folks up yet that came in

2285yester night?

2286Con. What mine Host, up so early?

2287Host. What Mr. Maior, and Mr. Constable?

2288May. We are come to seek for some suspected per-

2289sons, and such as here we found have apprehended.

2291Con. Who comes here?

2292Club. Who comes here? A plague found ome, you

2293bawl quoth a, ods hat I'le forewear your house: you lodg'd

2294a fellow and his wife by us, that ha run away with our

2295parrel, and left us such gew-gaws here, come Kate, come

2296to me, thowse dizeard yfaith.

2297Mayor.Mine host, know you this man?

2298Host. Yes master Maior, I'le give my word for him,

2299why neighbour Club, how comes this gear about?

2300Kate. Now a foule on't, I cannot make this gew-gaw

2301stand on my head.

2302Con. How came this man and woman thus attired?

2303Host. Here came a man and woman hither this last

2304night, which I did take for substantial people, and lodg'd

2305all in one chamber by these folks: me thinks have been

2306so bold to change apparel, and gone away this morning

2307ere they rose.

2308May. That was that Traitor Oldcastle that thus escapt

2309us: make hue and cry after him, keep fast that traiterous

2310Rebel his servant there: farewell, mine Host.

2311Car. Come Kate Owdham, thou and Ise trimly dizard.