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Act V. Scene IV.

Scene IV.—London. A Street.

Enter BEADLES, dragging in MISTRESS
QUICKLY and DOLL TEARSHEET.

Quick. No, thou arrant knave: I would to
God I might die that I might have thee hanged;
thou hast drawn my shoulder out of joint.
First Bead. The constables have delivered
her over to me, and she shall have whipping-
cheer enough, I warrant her: there hath been a
man or two lately killed about her.
Dol. Nut-hook, nut-hook, you lie. Come on;
I'll tell thee what, thou damned tripe-visaged
rascal, an the child I now go with do miscarry,
thou hadst better thou hadst struck thy mother,
thou paper-faced villain.
Quick. O the Lord! that Sir John were come;
he would make this a bloody day to somebody.
But I pray God the fruit of her womb miscarry!
First Bead. If it do, you shall have a dozen
of cushions again; you have but eleven now.
Come, I charge you both go with me; for the
man is dead that you and Pistol beat among you.
Dol. I'll tell thee what, thou thin man in a
censer, I will have you as soundly swinged for
this, you blue-bottle rogue! you filthy famished
correctioner! if you be not swinged, I'll forswear
half-kirtles.
First Bead. Come, come, you she knight-
errant, come.
Quick. O, that right should thus overcome
might! Well, of sufferance comes ease.
Dol. Come, you rogue, come: bring me to
justice.
Quick. Ay; come, you starved blood-hound.
Dol. Goodman death! goodman bones!
Quick. Thou atomy, thou!
Dol. Come you thin thing; come, you rascal!
First Bead. Very well. [Exeunt.
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