3171Hostesse. No, thou arrant knaue: I would I might dy,

3172that I might haue thee hang'd: Thou hast drawne my

3173shoulder out of ioynt.

3174Off. The Constables haue deliuer'd her ouer to mee:

3175and shee shall haue Whipping cheere enough, I warrant

3176her. There hath beene a man or two (lately) kill'd about

3177her.

3178Dol. Nut-hooke, nut-hooke, you Lye: Come on, Ile

3179tell thee what, thou damn'd Tripe-visag'd Rascall, if the

3180Childe I now go with, do miscarrie, thou had'st better

3181thou had'st strooke thy Mother, thou Paper-fac'd Vil-

3182laine.

3183Host. O that Sir Iohn were come, hee would make

3184this a bloody day to some body. But I would the Fruite

3185of her Wombe might miscarry.

3186Officer. If it do, you shall haue a dozen of Cushions

3187againe, you haue but eleuen now. Come, I charge you

3188both go with me: for the man is dead, that you and Pi-

3189stoll beate among you.

3190Dol. Ile tell thee what, thou thin man in a Censor; I

3191will haue you as soundly swindg'd for this, you blew-

3192Bottel'd Rogue: you filthy famish'd Correctioner, if you

3193be not swing'd, Ile forsweare halfe Kirtles.

3194Off. Come, come, you shee-Knight-arrant, come.

3195Host. O, that right should thus o'recome might. Wel

3196of sufferance, comes ease.

3197Dol. Come you Rogue, come:

3198Bring me to a Iustice.

3199Host. Yes, come you staru'd Blood-hound.

3200Dol. Goodman death, goodman Bones.

3201Host. Thou Anatomy, thou.

3202Dol. Come you thinne Thing:

3203Come you Rascall.

3204Off. Very well. Exeunt.