HUGH. My master hath left his gloves behind where he sat in his chair, and hath sent me to fetch them; it is such an old snudge, he'll not lose the droppings of his nose.
PIP. O mistress! O Hugh! O Hugh! O mistress!
Hugh, I must needs beat thee; I am mad!
I am lunatic! I must fall upon thee: my mistress is dead!
[Beats HUGH.
HUGH. O Master Pipkin, what do you mean? what do you mean,
Master Pipkin?
PIP. O Hugh! O mistress! O mistress! O Hugh!
HUGH. O Pipkin! O God! O God! O Pipkin!
Pip. O Hugh, I am mad! bear with me, I cannot choose: O death!
O mistress! O mistress! O death! [Exit.
HUGH. Death, quotha? he hath almost made me dead with beating.
Re-enter JUSTICE REASON, OLD MASTER ARTHUR,
and OLD MASTER LUSAM.
JUS. I wonder why the knave, my man, stays thus,
And comes not back: see where the villain loiters.
Re-enter PIPKIN.