Mac. Why did not your good navy, being in such bravery, As it tooke Puntall seize Cales?
Pike. Our Generall
Might easily have tane it, for he had
Almost a thousand scaling ladders to sett up;
And without mayme to's army he might loose
A thousand men: but he was loath to robb
An almes-house when he had a richer market
To buy a conquest in.
Mac. What was that market?
Pike. Genoa or Lisbon: wherefore should we venture Our lives to catch the wind, or to gett knockes And nothing else. [They consult.
Mac. A poast with speed, to Lisbon, And see't well mand.
Ten. One shalbe sent, my Lord.
[Exit. The soldiers laugh.
Alq. How now, why is this laughter?
Fer. One of the soldiers, being merry among themselves, is somewhat bold with th'English, and sayes th'are dainty Hennes.
All. [Alq.?] Hens! ha, ha, ha!