Jasp. Tell the Knight that sent thee
He is an ass, and I will keep the wench,
And knock his Head-piece.
Ralph. [Knight thou] art but dead,
If thou recall not thy uncourteous terms.
Wife. Break's pate Ralph, break's pate Ralph, soundly.
Jasp. Come Knight, I am ready for you, now your Pestle.
[Snatches away his Pestle.
Shall try what temper, Sir, your Mortar's of:
With that he stood upright in his stirrops,
And gave the Knight of the Calve-skin such a knock,
That he forsook his horse, and down he fell,
And then he leaped upon him, and plucking off his Helmet.
Hum. Nay, and my noble Knight be down so soon,
Though I can scarcely go, I needs must run.
[Exit Humphrey and Ralph.
Wife. Run Ralph, run Ralph, run for thy life boy, Jasper comes, Jasper comes.
Jasp. Come Luce, we must have other Arms for you, Humphrey and Golden Pestle both adieu. [Exeunt.