Dem. Come, let's [have] better thoughts; mine's on your Armour.
Petill. Mine's in your purse, Sir; Let's go try the wager. [Exeunt.
Scæna Tertia.
Enter Judas and his four companions (halters about their necks) Bonduca, her Daughters, Nennius following.
Bon. Come, hang 'em presently.
Nen. What made your Rogueships
Harrying for victuals here? Are we your friends;
Or do you come for Spies? tell me directly,
Would you not willingly be hang'd now? do not ye long for't?
Jud. What say ye? shall we hang in this vain? Hang we must
And 'tis as good to dispatch it merrily,
As pull an arse like dogs to't.
1 Sold. Any way,
So it be handsome.
3 Sold. I had as lief 'twere toothsome too: but all agree,
And I'll not out Boys.
4 Sold. Let's hang pleasantly.