And faith I'm not behind; this Pack is heavy.
But stop; we must conceal the tawny Dogs,
Or their blood-thirsty Countrymen will find them,
And then we're bit. There'll be the Devil to pay,
They'll murder us, and cheat the Hangman too.
Orsbourn.
Right. We'll prevent all Mischief of this Kind.
Where shall we hide their savage Carcases?
Honnyman.
There they will lie conceal'd and snug enough—
[They cover them.
Orsbourn.
Well! that is true, no sooner said than done—
[Drawing his knife.
[Strips off the scalp.