Why, ay!
Hangman.
As how?
Pedringano.
Why, rascal, by my pardon from the king.
Hangman.
Stand you on that? then you shall off with this.
[He turns him off.
Deputy.
So, executioner; convey him hence:
But let his body be unburied;
Let not the earth be choked or infect
With that which heaven contemns, and men neglect. [Exeunt.