Tro. It must be justice Overdo’s.
Knock. I know, man; fetch the drink, Whit.
Whit. I pre dee now, be very brief, captain, for de new ladies stay for dee.
[Exit, and re-enters with a can.
Knock. O, as brief as can be, here ’tis already. [Gives Troubleall a paper.] Adam Overdo.
Tro. Why now I’ll pledge you, captain.
Knock. Drink it off, I’ll come to thee anon again.
[Exeunt.
SCENE IV.—The back of URSULA’S Booth.
OVERDO in the stocks. People, etc.