Hob.
Bum troth, cham content, and zay’st word, neighbour Lob?
Lob.
I am content; agreed, neighbour Hob.
[Shake hands, and laugh heartily one at another.
Marian.
So, get you to market, no longer stay;
And with yonder knave let me make a fray.
Hob.
Content, wife Marian, chill do as thou dost say