SEGASTO.
Go to, sirrah; leaving this idle talk, give ear to me.
MOUSE.
How, give you one of my ears? not, an you were ten masters.
SEGASTO.
Why, sir, I bade you give ear to my words.
MOUSE.
I tell you, I will not be made a curtal for no man’s pleasure.
SEGASTO.
I tell thee, attend what I say. Go thy ways straight, and rear the whole town.
MOUSE.
How, rear the town? Even go yourself; it is more than I can do. Why, do you think I can rear a town that can scarce rear a pot of ale to my head? I should rear a town, should I not?
SEGASTO.
Go to the constable, and make a privy search; for the shepherd is run away with the King’s daughter.
MOUSE.
How? is the shepherd run away with the King’s daughter, or is the King’s daughter run away with the shepherd?
SEGASTO.
I cannot tell, but they are both gone together.
MOUSE.
What a fool is she to run away with the shepherd! Why, I think I am a little handsomer man than the shepherd, myself; but tell me, master, must I make a privy search, or search in the privy?