[Taunting.]
Mealy miller, moth-miller,
Fly away!
If Dame Butterfly doth say thee nay,
Go and court a caterpillar!
MILLER
[Laughing, shakes his fist.]
Ha, ha! By Corpus bones!
[Exit at gate.]
ALISOUN
Now, bird; the plot.
I’ve sent him for a gag.
FRIAR