Ralph. Marry, that is the cause of our hither resort.
For now we are void of all joy and comfort.
Tom. You see in what case we now stand in,
And you heard us also even now, I ween,
Wherefore, good Master Nichol, let us have this land now,
And we shall think ourselves much bound unto you.
New. You know, that I this land must divide,
Which I shall do; but a while abide.
All thy goods for ale at pledge be (to Tom),
And thou (to Ralph) say'st a pair of dice have made thee free.[354]