Cun. 'Twill be small pleasure, Sir, to use her name.
Clow. I had intelligence in my solemn walks,
'Twixt Paddington and Pancridge, of a Scarfe,
Sent for a token, and a Jewel follow'd,
But I acknowledge not the receipt of any,
How e'er 'tis carried, believe me, Sir,
Upon my reputation I receiv'd none.
Cun. What, neither Scarfe nor Jewel?
Clow. 'Twould be seen
Some where about me, you may well think that,
I have an arme for a Scarfe, as others have,
An Ear, to hang a Jewel too, and that's more
Then some men have, my betters a great deal,
I must have restitution, where e'er it lights.
Cun. And reason good.
Clow. For all these tokens, Sir,
Pass i' my name.
Cun. It cannot otherwise be.
Clow. Sent to a worthy friend.
Cun. I, that's to thee.
Clow. I'm wrong'd under that title.