ACT THE FOURTH.
SCENE I.—Edmonton. The Street.
Enter Old Banks and several Countrymen.
Old Banks. My horse this morning runs most piteously of the glanders, whose nose yesternight was as clean as any man’s here now coming from the barber’s; and this, I’ll take my death upon’t, is long of this jadish witch Mother Sawyer.
1st Coun. I took my wife and a serving-man in our town of Edmonton thrashing in my barn together such corn as country wenches carry to market; and examining my polecat why she did so, she swore in her conscience she was bewitched: and what witch have we about us but Mother Sawyer?
2nd Coun. Rid the town of her, else all our wives will do nothing else but dance about other country maypoles.
3rd Coun. Our cattle fall, our wives fall, our daughters fall, and maid-servants fall; and we ourselves shall not be able to stand, if this beast be suffered to graze amongst us.
Enter Hamluc with thatch and a lighted link.
Ham. Burn the witch, the witch, the witch, the witch!