Hodge. Who told you so?
Gammer. That same did Diccon the bedlam, which saw it done.
Hodge. Diccon! it is a vengeable knave, gammer, 'tis a bonable[248] whoreson,
Can do mo things than that, els cham deceived evil:
By the mass, ich saw him of late call up a great black devil.
O, the knave cried ho, ho! he roared and he thundered,
And ye 'ad been here, cham sure you 'ld murrainly ha' wondered.
Gammer. Was not thou afraid, Hodge, to see him in this place?
Hodge. No, and chad come to me, chould have laid him on the face,