Remember what I have said; Onaphets is my name.
[Exit.
Carisophus. The sturdy knave is gone, the devil him take!
He hath made my head, shoulders, arms, sides, and all to ache.
Thou whoreson villain boy, why didst thou wait no better?
As he paid me, so will I not die thy debtor.
[Strikes him.
Jack. Master, why do you fight with me? I am not your match, you see:
You durst not fight with him that is gone, and will you wreak your anger on me?
Carisophus. Thou villain, by thee I have lost mine honour,