Wife. This is the wisest word I hear the squire speak.
Ralph. Speak what thou art, and how thou hast been us'd,
That I may give him condign punishment.
1st Knight. I am a knight that took my journey post
Northward from London, and in courteous wise,
This giant train'd me to his loathsome den,
Under pretence of killing of the itch,
And all my body with a powder strew'd,
That smarts and stings; and cut away my beard,