Trupenie. And what and she be?
D. Dough. But ensured to an husbande.
Trupenie. Yea, so thinke we.
D. Dough. And I dwell with hir husbande that trusteth to be.
Trupenie. In faith then, must thou needes be welcome to me,
Let vs for acquaintance shake handes togither,
And what ere thou be, heartily welcome hither.
Tib. Talk. Well Trupenie neuer but flinging.
An. Alyface. And frisking?
Trupenie. Well Tibet and Annot, still swingyng and whiskyng?