C. Custance. As much braine as a burbolt.

M. Mery. Well dame Custance, if he heare you thus play choploge.

C. Custance. What will he?

M. Mery. Play the deuill in the horologe.

C. Custance. I defye him loute.

M. Mery. Shall I tell hym what ye say?

C. Custance. Yea and adde what so euer thou canst, I thee pray,

And I will auouche it what so euer it bee.

M. Mery. Then let me alone we will laugh well ye shall see,

It will not be long ere he will hither resorte.