Xantip. As he deserueth I spare no tonge.
Eulalia. what doth he thē.
xantip. At the first breake he toke me vp vengeably, trusting that he shoulde haue shakē me of and put me to scilence with his crabid wordes.
Eula Came neuer your hote wordes vnto hādstrokes.
xantip. On a tyme we fel so farre at wordes yt we wer almost by ye eares togither.
Eula what say you womā?
xan. He toke vp a staffe wandryng at me, as the deuill had bene on hym ready to laye me on the bones.
Eula. were thou not redye to ron in at the bēch hole.
xanti. Nay mary I warrant the. I gat me a thre foted stole in hand, & he had but ones layd his littell finger on me, he shulde not haue founde me lame. I woulde haue holden his nose to the grindstōe
Eulalia. A newe found shelde, ye wanted but youre dystaffe to haue made you a speare.