Jaq. And I the blows Mistriss.
Enter Lopez.
Lop. Have you put your light out? I shall stumble to ye,
You whore, you cunning whore, I shall catch your rogue too,
H'as light legs else, I had so Ferret-claw'd him:
Oh have I found ye? do ye play at dog-sleep still whore?
Do you think that can protect ye? yes, I will kill thee,
But first I'll bring thy friends to view thy villanies,
Thy whorish villanies: and first I'll beat thee,
Beat thee to pin-dust, thou salt whore, thou varlet,
Scratch out thine eyes; I'll spoil your tempting visage;
Are ye so patient? I'll put my nails in deeper,
Is it good whoring? whoring ye base rascal?
Is it good tempting men with strings to ride ye?
So, I'll fetch your kindred, and your friends, whore,
And such a Justice I will act upon thee. [Exit.
Enter Isabella.
Isab. What is he gone?
Jaq. The Devil go with him Mistriss,
Has harrowed me, plough'd Land was ne'r so harrow'd:
I had the most adoe to save mine eyes.
Isab. Has paid thee,
But I'll heal all again with good Gold. Jaquenet;
H'as damned nails.
Jaq. They are ten-penny nails I think Mistriss:
I'll undertake he shall strike 'em through an inch board.
Isab. Go up, and wash thy self: take my Pomatum,
And now let me alone to end the Tragedy.
Jaq. You had best beware.