31712810Host. No, thou arrant knaue, I would to God that I might

31722811die, that I might haue thee hangd, thou hast drawn my shoul-

31732812der out of ioynt.

31742813Sincklo The Constables haue deliuered her ouer to mee,

31752814and shee shal haue whipping cheere I warrant her, there hath

31762815beene a man or two kild about her.

31782816Whoore Nut-hooke, Nut-hooke, you lie, come on, Ile tell

31792817thee what, thou damnd tripe visagde rascall, and the child I go

31802818with, do miscarry, thou wert better thou hadst strook thy mo-

31812819ther, thou paper-facde villaine.

31832820Host. O the Lord, that sir Iohn were come! I would make

31842821this a bloody day to some body: but I pray God the fruite of

31852822her wombe miscarry.

31862823Sincklo. If it doe, you shall haue a dozzen of cushions

31872824againe, you haue but eleuen nowe: come, I charge you both

31882825goe with mee, for the man is dead that you and Pistoll beat a-

31892826mongst you.

31902827Whoore Ile tell you what, you thin man in a censor, I will

31912828haue you as soundly swingde for this, you blewbottle rogue,

31922829you filthy famisht correctioner, if you be not swingde, Ile for-

31932830sweare halfe kirtles.

31942831Sinck. Come, come, you shee-Knight-arrant, come.

31952832Host. O God, that right should thus ouercom might! wel,

31962833of sufferance comes ease.

31972834Whoore Come you rogue, come bring me to a iustice.

31992835Host. I come, you starude blood-hound.

32002836Whoore Goodman death, goodman bones.

32012837Host. Thou Atomy, thou.

32022838Whoore Come you thinne thing, come you rascall.

32042839Sinck. Very well.