Hangman.
Well, thou art even the merriest piece of man's flesh, that ever groan'd at my office door.
Pedringano.
Is your roguery become an office, with a knave's name?
Hangman.
Ay, and that shall all they witness, that see you seal it with a thief's name.
Pedringano.
I pr'ythee, request this good company to pray with[180] me.
Hangman.
Ay, marry, sir, this is a good motion. My masters, you see, here's a good fellow.