I shall teach you both your liripup[338] to know. [He fighteth.
Tom. Stay yourself, sir, I pray you heartily.
Ralph. I pray you, be content, and we will be more mannerly.
New. Nay, I cannot put up such an injury;
For, seeing I am in office, I will be known therefore:
Fend your heads, sirs, for I will to it more once. [He fighteth again.
Ralph. I pray you be content, good gentle Master Nichol:
Tom. I never saw the like, by Gog's soul.
New. Well, my masters, because you do intend
To learn good manners, and your conditions to amend,