2513Cade. Where's Dicke, the Butcher of Ashford?

2514But. Heere sir.

2515Cade. They fell before thee like Sheepe and Oxen, &

2516thou behaued'st thy selfe, as if thou hadst beene in thine

2517owne Slaughter-house: Therfore thus will I reward thee,

2518the Lent shall bee as long againe as it is, and thou shalt

2519haue a License to kill for a hundred lacking one.

2520But. I desire no more.

2521Cade. And to speake truth, thou deseru'st no lesse.

2522This Monument of the victory will I beare, and the bo-

2523dies shall be dragg'd at my horse heeles, till I do come to

2524London, where we will haue the Maiors sword born be-

2525fore vs.

2526But. If we meane to thriue, and do good, breake open

2527the Gaoles, and let out the Prisoners.

2528Cade. Feare not that I warrant thee. Come, let's march

2529towards London. Exeunt.