2 Daugh. In love with me? that love shall cost your lives all:
Come Sister, and advise me; I have here
A way to make an easie conquest of 'em,
If fortune favour me.
Car. Let's see ye sweat
To morrow, blood and spirit, Boys, this Wine
Turn'd to stern valour.
1 Sold. Hark ye Judas,
If he should hang us after all this.
Jud. Let him:
I'll hang like a Gentleman and a Roman.
Car. Take away there,
They have enough.
Jud. Captain, we thank you heartily
For your good cheer, and if we meet to morrow,
One of us pays for't.
Car. Get 'em guides, their Wine
Has over-master'd 'em.
Enter second Daughter, and a Servant.
2 Daugh. That hungry fellow
With the red beard there, give it him, and this,
To see it well delivered.