Phil. Ile fetch my fist from thine eare.
Nich. Beare witnesse he threatens me!
Phil. Father, that same is the cowards common proverbe.—But come, come, sirra, tell me where Hugh is. 399
Nich. I may, and I will; I need not except I list; you shall not commaund me, you give me neither meate, drinke, nor wages; I am your fathers man, and a man's a man, and a have but a hose on his head; do not misuse me so, do not; for though he that is bound must obay, yet he that will not tarrie, may[1709] runne away, so he may. 405
M. Bar. Peace, Nicke, Ile see he shall use thee well;
Go to, peace, sirra: here, Nicke, take this letter,
Carrie it to him to whom it is directed.
Nich. To whom is it?
M. Bar. Why, reade it: canst thou read? 410
Nich. Forsooth, though none of the best, yet meanly.