SEGASTO.
I tell thee, the shepherd’s banishment.
MOUSE.
I tell you, the shepherd’s bastard shall be well kept; I’ll look to it myself. But I pray you, come away to dinner.
SEGASTO.
Then you will not tell me whether you have banished him, or no?
MOUSE.
Why, I cannot say banishment, an you would give me a thousand pounds to say so.
SEGASTO.
Why, you whoreson slave, have you forgotten that I sent you and another to drive away the shepherd?
MOUSE.
What an ass are you; here’s a stir indeed, here’s message, arrant, banishment, and I cannot tell what.
SEGASTO.
I pray you, sir, shall I know whether you have drove him away?
MOUSE.
Faith, I think I have; an you will not believe me, ask my staff.
SEGASTO.
Why, can thy staff tell?
MOUSE.
Why, he was with me too.