KING
Onaelia.
MEDINA She by gar. Now Monsieur dis Madam send for me to help her malady, being very naught of her corpus, her body, me know you no point loves dis vench. But royal Monsieur donne moye ten thousand French Crowns she shall kick up her tail by gar, and beshide lie dead as dog in de shannell.
KING
Speak low.
MEDINA
As de bag-pipe when de wind is puff, Gar beigh,
KING
Thou namest ten thousand Crowns, I'll treble them
Rid me of this leprosy. Thy name?
MEDINA
Monsieur Doctor Devil.
KING
Shall I a second wheel add to this mischief
To set it faster going? If one break,
T'other may keep his motion.
MEDINA
Esselent fort boone.
KING
Balthazar.
To give thy sword an edge again, this Frenchman
Shall whet thee on, that if thy pistol fail,
Or poniard, this can send the poison home.
BALTHAZAR
Brother Cain we'll shake hands.