For my friende Goodlucks sake ye shall not sende in wast.
C. Custance. He shal giue you thanks.
T. Trusty. I will do much for his sake
C. Custance. But alack, I feare, great displeasure shall be take.
T. Trusty. Wherfore?
C. Custance. For a foolish matter.
T. Trusty. What is your cause
C. Custance. I am yll accombred with a couple of dawes.
T. Trusty. Nay weepe not woman: but tell me what your cause is
As concerning my friende is any thing amisse?