M. Mery. When tooke he gaine of money to any mans harmes?
C. Custance. Yes, a fowle vsurer he is, ye shall see els.
R. Royster. Didst not thou promise she would picke no mo quarels?
C. Custance. He will lende no blowes, but he haue in recompence
Fiftene for one, whiche is to muche of conscience.
R. Royster. Ah dame, by the auncient lawe of armes, a man
Hath no honour to foile his handes on a woman.
C. Custance. And where other vsurers take their gaines yerely,
This man is angry but he haue his by and by.
Ga. Goodl. Sir, doe not for hir sake beare me your displeasure.