M. Merry. Come on, sirs, apace, and 'quit yourselves like men.
Your pains shall be rewarded.
D. Dough. But, I wot not when.
M. Merry. Do your master worship, as ye have done in time past.
D. Dough. Speak to them: of mine office he shall have a cast.
M. Merry. Harpax, look that thou do well too, and thy fellow.
Harpax. I warrant, if he will mine example follow.
M. Merry. Court'sy, whoresons: duck you and crouch at every word.
D. Dough. Yes, whether our master speak earnest or bord.[76]