M. Merry. This should both have made sport, and showed your honesty;
And Goodluck, I dare swear, your wit therein would 'low.[153]
T. Trusty. Yea, being no worse than we know it to be now.
M. Merry. And nothing yet too late: for, when I come to him,
Hither will he repair with a sheep's look full grim,
By plain force and violence to drive you to yield.
C. Custance. If ye two bid me, we will with him pitch a field,
I and my maids together.
M. Merry. Let us see; be bold!
C. Custance. Ye shall see women's war.