ACT. IIJ. SCENE. V.
REturn'd so soone?
There's a shop-shift! plague on'hem.
He do's sweare it.
No, now let him alone.
I'the lane here?
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REturn'd so soone?
There's a shop-shift! plague on'hem.
He do's sweare it.
No, now let him alone.
I'the lane here?
She'll take no note of that, but of his message.
Trust him, with it;
I'll put them in his mouth.
S'lid, it is the Diuell! * 1.2
Sr. Neuer think on't.
Then he shall pay for 'his dinner himselfe.
Yes.
Come, we must this way.
How far is't.
Sir, be the Ladies braue, wee goe vnto?
O, yes.
And shall I see 'hem, and speake to 'hem?
What else? ha'you your false-beard about you? Traines.
* 1.6 Yes,
And is this one of your double Cloakes?
The best of 'hem.
Be ready then. Sweet Pi••fall!
He longs to 〈…〉〈…〉.
Because it is the Diuell.
He puts him in mind of his quarrell.
He is angry with him∣selfe.
He thi••kes how to coo∣zen the bea∣rer, of the ring.
Questions his man.