Ia. Excellent fit a my credit; lets lay downe our provant, and to him.
Bul. Ile let them alone a while.
Ia. Give me the apple to take up Iack, because my name is Iack.
Will. Hold thee, Iack, take it.
Ia. Come, Iack, come, Iack, come, Iack.
Bul. I will come to you sir, Ile Iack ye a my word, Ile Iack ye.
Will. Gods me he speakes, Iack. O pray pardon us, Sir.
Bul. Out, ye mopede monckies, can yee not knowe a man from a Marmasett, in theis Frenchified dayes of ours? nay, ile Iackefie you a little better yet.
Both. Nay good Sir, good Sir, pardon us.
Bul. Pardon us! out ye home-bred peasants, plain English, pardon us? if you had parled, & not spoken, but said Pardonne moy, I wood have pardon'd you, but since you speake and not parley, I will cudgell ye better yet.