Hodge. Chill hold thee a penny, chill make thee come, if that ich may catch thine ears.
Art deaf, thou whoreson boy? Cock, I say; why, canst not hear?
Gammer. Beat him not, Hodge, but help the boy, and come you two together.
THE FIRST ACT.
THE FIFTH SCENE.
Gammer, Tib, Cock, Hodge.
Gammer. How now, Tib! quick, let's hear what news thou hast brought hither?
Tib. Chave tost and tumbled yonder heap over and over again,