Baily. How say'st thou, Diccon, art content this shall on me depend?
Diccon. Go to, Master Baily, say on your mind, I know ye are my friend.
Baily. Then mark ye well; to recompense this thy former action,
Because thou hast offended all, to make them satisfaction,
Before their faces here kneel down, and as I shall thee teach,
For thou shalt take an oath of Hodge's leather breech;
First for Master Doctor, upon pain of his curse,
Where he will pay for all, thou never draw thy purse:
And when ye meet at one pot, he shall have the first pull;
And thou shalt never offer him the cup, but it be full.