And then at the tavern shall bestow whole tway pence.
[Exit Grim.
Jack. Farewell, [by] Cock. Before the collier again do us seek,
Let us into the court to part the spoil, share and share [a]like.
Will. Away then.
[Exeunt.
Here entereth Grim.
Grim. Out alas, where shall I make my moan?
My pouch, my benters, and all is gone;
Where is that villain that did me shave?