“Strip him,” said the first mummer.
“Put him across the bench,” said another.
“Here’s a skinner’s knife for you,” said a third.
The mummers seized the Churl, stripped him and put him across the bench. Gilly took the knife and began to sharpen it on the ground.
“Have mercy on me,” said the Churl.
“You did not have mercy on the other two poor servant-boys,” said Gilly.
“I’ll give you your wages in full.”
“That’s not enough.”
“I’ll give you double wages to give to the other servant-boys.”
“And will you pay the mummers’ dues for all the people here?”