Nassurat. Then there's no remedy.
Pellegrin. What dost mean?
Nassurat. Why, since I cannot leave you alive,5
I will try to leave you dead.
Pellegrin. I thank you kindly, sir, very kindly. Now the
Sedgly curse upon thee, and the great fiend ride through
thee booted and spurr'd, with a scythe on his neck! Pox
on thee, I'll see thee hang'd first! 'Sfoot, you shall make10
none of your fine points of honour up at my charge! Take
your course, if you be so hot: be doing, be doing.[Exit
Nassurat. I am got free of him at last. There was no
other way: h'as been as troublesome as a woman that
would be lov'd, whether a man would or not; and has15
watch'd me, as if he had been my creditor's serjeant: if
they should have dispatch'd in the meantime, there would
be fine opinions of me. I must cut his throat in earnest,
if it should be so.[Exit
Scene III.
Enter Tamoren and Peridor, with other Thieves, and Torcular
A horn sounds
Thieves. A prize! A prize! A prize!
Peridor. Some duel, sir, was fought this morning: this,
Weaken'd with loss of blood, we took; the rest
Escap'd.
Tamoren. He's fitter for our surgeon than for us;5
Hereafter we'll examine him.[Again a shout
Thieves. A prize! A prize! A prize!
Tamoren.
Bring them, bring them, bring them in,
See, if they have mortal sin:
Pinch them as you dance about,10
Pinch them, till the truth come out.
Peridor. What art?
Ardellan. Extremely poor and miserable.
Peridor. 'Tis well, 'tis well, proceed: nobody will
Take that away from me. Fear not. What country?
Ardellan. Francelia.
Peridor. Thy name?
