None for myself; me will beg my way back; me will take noting of him but his heart's blood, and tat I will take if I should give him mine own in return.—May his money choke him! May te white tevil tear him! May his moter curse him!—Angry! Sancho be angry too.
[Exit.
DICKENSON.
Poor creature! I pity him: but he'll beg his way back well enough. He has been used to it, no doubt, in his own country.
[Exit.
SCENE II.
An old dismal-looking Chamber.
Enter Mrs. Smoothlyand Dollyby a concealed door in the pannelling of the walls, carrying lights, which they place on a table.
DOLLY.
What a dismal ghastly-looking place! It looks as like a chamber where some wicked thing has been done as any I ever see'd.
SMOOTHLY.
But no wicked thing has been done in this chamber, foolish creature! though a wicked man died here.
