Sir Arth. Did not I direct you to the house:
Confer with you from Waltham Abbey
Unto Cheston wall?
Ben. I never saw you, sir, before this hour.
Sir Ralph. The devil thou didst not! Ho, chamberlain!
Enter Chamberlain.
Cham. Anon, anon.
Sir Ralph. Call mine host Blague hither.
Cham. I will send one over, sir, to see if he be up. I think he be scarce stirring yet.
Sir Ralph. Why, knave, didst thou not tell me an hour ago mine host was up!
Cham. Ay, sir, my master's up.
Sir Ralph. You knave, is he up, and is he not up? Dost thou mock me?