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Harp.Yea mary sir, so I meane you shall eate more then your own word, for ile make you eate all the words in the pro∣cesse. Why you drab monger, cannot the secrets of al the wen∣ches in a sheire serue your turne, but you must come hither with a citation with a poxe? Ile cite you. he has then done.
A cup of sacke for the Sumner.
But.Here sir here.
Harp.Here slaue I drinke to thee.
Sum.I thanke you sir.
Harp.Now if thou findst thy stomacke well, because thou shalt see my Lord keep's meate in's house, if thou wilt go in thou shalt haue a peece of beefe to thy break fast.
Sum.No I am very well good M.seruing-man, I thanke you, very well sir.
Harp.I am glad on't, then be walking towards Rochester to keepe your stomack warme: and Sumner, if I may know you disturb a good wench within this Diocesse, if I do not make thee eate her peticote, if there were four yards of Kentish cloth in't, I am a villaine.
Sum.God be with you M.seruingmaan.
Harp.Farewell Sumner. Enter Constable.
Con.God saue you M.Harpoole.
Harp.Welcome Constable, welcom Constable, what news with thee?
Con.And't please you M.Harpoole, I am to make hue to crie, for a fellow with one eie that has rob'd two Clothiers, and am to craue your hindrance, for to search all suspected places, and they say there was a woman in the company.
Harp.Hast thou bin at the Alchouse, hast thou sought there?
Con.I durst not search sir, in my Lord Cobhams libertie, except I had some of his seruants, which are for my warrant.
Harp.An honest Constable, an honest Constable, cal forth him that keepes the Alehouse there.
Con.Ho, who's within there?
Ale manWho calls there, come neere a Gods name, oh is't
