Lur. When [we] have plac'd him, you and I boy
Must about another project hard by, his potion
Will bind him sure enough till we return,
This villany weighs mainly, But we'll purge ye. [Exit.
[Bells ring.
Enter Sexton.
Sex. Now for mine ears, mine ears be constant to me;
They ring a wager, and I must deal justly, ha boys.
Enter Lurcher and Boy.
Lur. Dost hear 'em, hark, these be the Ringers?
Boy. Are you sure the same?
Lur. Or my directions fail;
The coast is clear:
How the bells go! how daintily they tumble!
And methinks they seem to say; Fine fools I'll fit you.
Sex. Excellent agen, good boys—oh that was nought.
Lur. Who's that?