Slip. I tell thee, it is my near kinsman, for I am Slipper, which hath his best grace in summer to be suited in calves'[282] skins. Goodwife Calf was my grandmother, and Goodman Netherleather mine uncle; but my mother, good woman, alas, she was a Spaniard, and being well tanned and dressed by a good fellow, an Englishman, is grown to some wealth: as, when I have but my upper-parts clad in her husband's costly Spanish leather, I may be bold to kiss the fairest lady's foot in this country.
Shoe. You are of high birth, sir: but have you all your mother's marks on you?
Slip. Why, knave?
Shoe. Because, if thou come of the blood of the Slippers, you should have a shoemaker's awl thrust through your ear.
Slip. [giving money]. Take your earnest, friend, and be packing, and meddle not with my progenitors. [Exit Shoemaker]. Cutler.
Cut. Here, sir.
Slip. I must have a reaper and digger.[283]
Cut. A rapier and dagger, you mean, sir?
Slip. Thou sayest true; but it must have a very fair edge.