Citty-wife. Untill ye had armor on.
Serv. Had I bene accompanied, with my Toledo or morglay.[267]
Cittie wife. I, your Dogge or Bitch.
Serv. Continue, I beseech, I meane my sword, sole lye my sword.
Cittie wife. Or solely your sword, better a bad toole then none at all.
Serv. In the concourse—
Cittie w. Nay, the concourse will light on him for it, I warrant.
Serv. I, for the tuition of my Capitall, did mount my Semisphere, three degrees, that as a strong, & stony guard did defend my Capitall.
Citty w. Twas well ye kept him out, for if he had entered on your stony Guard, he would have spoilede your Capitall.
Serv. In fine, being mortally assaild, he did preambulate [sic] or walk off.