Cl. Col. Knowe they not me, they are to blame.
Knowe you not me, syrs? 600
Fan. No, in dede.
Cr. Con. Abyde, lette me se, take better hede:
Cockes harte, it is Cloked Colusyon.
Cl. Col. A, syr, I pray God gyue you confusyon!
Fan. Cockes armes, is that your name?
C. Count. Ye, by the masse, this is euen the same,
That all this matter must vnder grope.
Cr. Con. What is this he wereth, a cope?