Sham. I'm made the fittest man for thy society:
I'll live and dye with thee, come shew me a chamber;
There is no house but thine, but only thine,
That's fit to cover me: I've took a blow, sirrah.
Lap. I would you had indeed: why, you may see, Sir;
You'll all come to't in time, when my Book's out.
Sham. Since I did see thee last, I've took a blow.
Lap. Pha Sir, that's nothing: I ha' took forty since.
Sham. What? and I charg'd thee thou shouldst not?
Lap. I Sir, you might charge your pleasure.
But they would give't me, whether I would or no.
Sham. Oh, I walk without my peace, I've no companion now;
Prethee resolve me, for I cannot aske
A man more beaten to experience,
Than thou art in this kind, what manner of blow
Is held the most disgraceful, or distasteful?
For thou dost only censure 'em by the hurt,
Not by the shame they do thee: yet having felt
Abuses of all kinds, thou may'st deliver,
Though't be by chance, the most injurious one.
Lap. You put me to't, Sir; but to tell you truth,
They're all as one with me, little exception.
Sham. That little may do much, let's have it from you.
Lap. With all the speed I may, first then, and foremost,
I hold so reverently of the Bastinado, Sir,
That if it were the dearest friend i'th' world,
I'de put it into his hand.