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angry women of Abington.
Hod. Then we shall haue fine sport, I faith sirra, lets stand
close, and when they haue fought about or two, weele run
away with the torch, & leaue thē to fight darkling, shal we?

Boy. Content, Ile get the Torch, stand close.

Coo. So now my back hath roome to reach, I doe not loue
to be lac't in, when I goe to lace a rascall, I pray God Nicholas
prooue not a fly: it would do me good to deale with
a good man now, that we might haue halfe a dozen good
smart stroakes, ha I haue seen the day, I could haue daunst
in my fight, on, two, three foure & fiue, on the head of him
six, seauen, eight, nine & ten, on the sides of him, & if I went
so far as fifteene, I warrant I shewed him a trick of one and
twentie: but I haue not fought this foure dayes, & I lacke a
little practise of my warde, but I shall make a shift, ha close,
are ye desposed sir?

Nic. Yes indeed I feare no coulers, change sides Richard.

Coo. Change the gallowes, Ile see thee handg first.

Nich. Well, I see the foole wil not leaue his bable for the
Tower of London.

Coo. Foole ye Roge, nay then fall to it.

Nic. Good goose bite not.

Coo. Sbloud how pursey I am, well I see exercise is all, I
must practise my weapons oftner, I must haue a goale or
two at Foote-ball, before I come to my right kind, giue me
thy hand Nicholas, thou art a better man then I took thee
for, and yet thou art not so good a man as I.

Ni. You dwell by ill neighbors Richard, that makes yee
praise your selfe.

Coo. Why I hope thou wilt say I am a man.

Ni. Yes Ile say so, if I should see you hangd.

Coo. Hangd ye Roge, nay then haue at yee, swounes the
light is gone.

Ni. O Lord, it is as darke as Pitch,

Coo, Well heere Ile lye with my buckler thus, least striking
vp and downe at randall, the roge might hurt me, for I
cannot see to saue it, and Ile hold my peace, least my voyce
should bring them where I am.

Nic. Tis good to haue a cloake for the raine, a bad shift
is better then none at all, Ile sit heere as if I were as dead as
a doore naile.

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