a Barbary hen if her feathers turn back in any
show of resistance. Call him up, drawer. 108
Host. Cheater, call you him? I will bar no
honest man my house, nor no cheater; but I do
not love swaggering, by my troth; I am the
worse, when one says swagger. Feel, masters, 112
how I shake; look you, I warrant you.
Dol. So you do, hostess.
Host. Do I? yea, in very truth, do I, an
'twere an aspen leaf: I cannot abide swaggerers. 116
Enter Ancient Pistol, and Bardolph and his boy.
Pist. God save you, Sir John!
Fal. Welcome, Ancient Pistol. Here, Pistol,
I charge you with a cup of sack: do you dis-
charge upon mine hostess. 120
Pist. I will discharge upon her, Sir John,
with two bullets.
Fal. She is pistol-proof, sir; you shall hardly
offend her. 124
Host. Come, I'll drink no proofs nor no
bullets: I'll drink no more than will do me
good, for no man's pleasure, I.
Pist. Then to you, Mistress Dorothy; I will 128
charge you.
Dol. Charge me! I scorn you, scurvy com-
panion. What! you poor, base, rascally, cheat-
ing, lack-linen mate! Away, you mouldy rogue, 132
away! I am meat for your master.
Pist. I know you, Mistress Dorothy.
Dol. Away, you cut-purse rascal! you filthy
107 Barbary hen: a hen whose feathers naturally turn back
130 companion: a term of contempt
132 mate: fellow, 'chap'
