M. Mumbl. Now, by the token that God tokened, brother,
I will deliver no token, one nor other.
I have once been so shent for your master's pleasure,
As I will not be again for all his treasure.
D. Dough. He will thank you, woman.
M. Mumbl. I will none of his thank. [Exit M. Mumbl.[95]
D. Dough. I ween I am a prophet; this gear will prove blank.
But what, should I home again without answer go?
It were better go to Rome on my head than so[96].
I will tarry here this month, but some of the house