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Act II, Scene i:
Rochester. An Inn-Yard.
 
[Enter a Carrier with a lantern in his hand.]
1. CAR.
Heigh-ho! an't be not four by the day, I'll be hang'd:
Charles' wain is over the new chimney, and yet our horse' not
pack'd.—What, ostler!
OST.:
[within.] Anon, anon.
1. CAR.
I pr'ythee, Tom, beat Cut's saddle, put a few flocks in the
point; the poor jade is wrung in the withers out of all cess.
[Enter another Carrier.]
2. CAR.
Peas and beans are as dank here as a dog, and that is the
next way to give poor jades the bots; this house is turned
upside down since Robin ostler died.
1. CAR.
Poor fellow! never joyed since the price of oats rose; it was
the death of him.
2. CAR.
I think this be the most villainous house in all London road
for fleas: I am stung like a tench.
1. CAR.
Like a tench! by the Mass, there is ne'er a king in Christendom
could be better bit than I have been since the first cock.—What,
ostler! come away and be hang'd; come away.
2. CAR.
I have a gammon of bacon and two razes of ginger, to be
delivered as far as Charing-cross.
1. CAR.
'Odsbody! the turkeys in my pannier are quite starved.—What,
ostler! A plague on thee! hast thou never an eye in thy head?
canst not hear? An 'twere not as good a deed as drink to break
the pate of thee, I am a very villain. Come, and be hang'd:
hast no faith in thee?
[Enter Gadshill.]
GADS.:
Good morrow, carriers. What's o'clock?
1. CAR.
I think it be two o'clock.
GADS.:
I pr'ythee, lend me thy lantern, to see my gelding in the
stable.
1. CAR.
Nay, soft, I pray ye; I know a trick worth two of that, i'faith.
GADS.:
I pr'ythee, lend me thine.
2. CAR.
Ay, when? canst tell? Lend me thy lantern, quoth a? marry, I'll
see thee hang'd first.
GADS.:
Sirrah carrier, what time do you mean to come to London?
2. CAR.
Time enough to go to bed with a candle, I warrant thee.—
Come, neighbour Muggs, we'll call up the gentlemen: they will
along with company, for they have great charge.
[Exeunt Carriers.]
GADS.:
What, ho! chamberlain!
CHAM.:
[Within.] At hand, quoth pick-purse.
GADS.:
That's even as fair as—at hand, quoth the chamberlain; for
thou variest no more from picking of purses than giving
direction doth from labouring; thou lay'st the plot how.
[Enter Chamberlain.]
CHAM.:
Good morrow, Master Gadshill. It holds current that I told
you yesternight: there's a franklin in the wild of Kent hath
brought three hundred marks with him in gold: I heard him
tell it to one of his company last night at supper; a kind of
auditor; one that hath abundance of charge too, God knows what.
They are up already, and call for eggs and butter; they will away
presently.
GADS.:
Sirrah, if they meet not with Saint Nicholas' clerks, I'll give
thee this neck.
CHAM.:
No, I'll none of it: I pr'ythee, keep that for the hangman; for
I know thou worshippest Saint Nicholas as truly as a man of
falsehood may.
GADS.:
What talkest thou to me of the hangman? if I hang, I'll make
a fat pair of gallows; for, if I hang, old Sir John hangs with
me, and thou know'st he is no starveling. Tut! there are other
Trojans that thou dreamest not of, the which, for sport-sake,
are content to do the profession some grace; that would, if
matters should be look'd into, for their own credit-sake, make
all whole. I am joined with no foot land-rakers, no long-staff
sixpenny strikers, none of these mad mustachio purple-hued
malt-worms; but with nobility and tranquillity, burgomasters and
great oneyers; such as can hold in, such as will strike sooner
than speak, and speak sooner than drink, and drink sooner than
pray: and yet, zwounds, I lie; for they pray continually to their
saint, the Commonwealth; or, rather, not pray to her, but prey on
her, for they ride up and down on her, and make her their boots.
CHAM.:
What, the Commonwealth their boots? will she hold out water
in foul way?
GADS.:
She will, she will; justice hath liquor'd her. We steal as in a
castle, cock-sure; we have the receipt of fernseed,—we walk
invisible.
CHAM.:
Nay, by my faith, I think you are more beholding to the night
than to fern-seed for your walking invisible.
GADS.:
Give me thy hand: thou shalt have a share in our purchase, as
I am a true man.
CHAM.:
Nay, rather let me have it, as you are a false thief.
GADS.:
Go to; homo is a common name to all men. Bid the ostler
bring my gelding out of the stable. Farewell, you muddy knave.
[Exeunt.]
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