Avar. Take each man a lady, sirs! and let us go dance!
Resp. I left People here for a train, to hold them talk:
Alas, that I could tell which way best hence to walk!
Avar. What be these fair ladies? and whither will they, trow?
Just. We arrest you, sirs! all four, as ye stand in a row;
Not so hardy in your hearts, our arrest to gainsay.
Avar. Nay! we are content, if ye let us go our way.
Just. No, not a foot! we must first your reckoning take.
Avar. I ne'er bought nor sold with you, reckoning to make;
Nor I know not who you be.
Just. Justice is my name.
Avar. Where is your dwelling?
Just. In heaven; and, thence I came.