WIT.
O, the fineness of the wares, man, deserves to have good place.
SIMPLICITY.
They are fine indeed. Who sells them, can ye tell? Is he free?
WIT.
Our masters be: we wait on this ware, and yet we are no chapmen.
SIMPLICITY. Chapmen: no, that's true, for you are no men: neither chapmen nor chopmen, nor chipmen nor shipmen; but if ye be chappers, choppers, or chippers, ye are but chapboys; and, chapboys, ye are double.
WILL.
Double! how is it? Teach me that, and you will make me laugh a little.
WEALTH.
And me a little.
WIT.
And me a little.
SIMPLICITY.
Then your three little laughs will make one great laugh.
WIT.
True; for if three fools were one fool, that were a great fool.
[Points to SIMPLICITY.
But how are we double chapboys?
SIMPLICITY.
Because ye have two chaps, an upper chap and a nether chap.