F. Jac. You hear your answer, and you may be gone.
F. Barn. Why, go get you away.
F. Jac. I will not go for thee.
F. Barn. Not! then I'll make thee go.
F. Jac. How, dost call me rogue? [They fight.100
Itha. Part 'em, master, part 'em.
Bar. This is mere frailty, brethren, be content. Friar Barnardine, go you with Ithamore: You [110] know my mind, let me alone with him. [Aside to F. Barn.
F. Jac. Why does he go to thy house; let him begone.
Bar. I'll give him something and so stop his mouth. [Exit Ithamore with F. Barn. I never heard of any man but he Maligned the order of the Jacobins: But do you think that I believe his words? Why, brother, you converted Abigail;110 And I am bound in charity to requite it, And so I will. O Jacomo, fail not, but come.
F. Jac. But, Barabas, who shall be your godfathers, For presently you shall be shrived.