M. Merry. Then I am content. Nurse, come again, tarry still.
R. Roister. What, she will help forward this my suit, for her part.
M. Merry. Then is't mine own pigsny, and blessing on my heart!
R. Roister. This is our best friend, man.
M. Merry. Then teach her what to say.
M. Mumbl. I am taught already.
M. Merry. Then go, make no delay.
R. Roister. Yet hark, one word in thine ear.
M. Merry. Back, sirs, from his tail!
R. Roister. Back, villains; will ye be privy of my counsel?