of Feuershame.
Here enters Grene Mosbye and Ales.
Mos.
Black Will and Shakbag, what make you heer
What is the deed don? is Arden dead.
Wil
What could a blynded man performe in armes?
Saw you not how till now, the sky was darke,
That neither horse nor man could be decerned,
Yet did we heare their horses as they past.
Gre.
Haue they escapt you then, and past the ferry?
Sha.
I for a while, but here we two will stay.
And at their comming back meete with them once more,
Zounds I was nere so toylde in all my lyfe,
In following so slight a taske as this.
Mos.
How camst thou so beraide?
Wil.
With making false footing in the dark,
He needs would follow them without a guide.
Ales
Here's to pay for a fire and good cheere
Get you to Feuershame to the flowre deluce,
And rest your selues vntil some other time.
Gre.
Let me alone, it most concernes my state.
Will
I mistres Arden this wil serue the turne,
In case we fal into a second fog.
Exeunt. Grene Will and Shak.
Mos.
These knaues wil neuer do it, let vs giue it ouer
Ales.
First tell me how you like my new deuice?
Soone when my husband is returning back,
You and I both marching arme in arme,
Lyke louing frends wele meete him on the way.
And boldly beard and braue him to his teeth:
When words grow hot, and blowes beginne to ryse,
Ile call those cutters foorth your tenement,
Who in a manner to take vp the fray,
Shall wound my husband hornesbie to the death.
Mos.
Ah fine deuise, why this deserues a kisse. Exeunt.
Here enters Dicke Reede and a Sailer.
Sayler.
Faith Dick Rede it is to lytle end.
His conscience is too liberall, and he too nigardly.
