Nich. Forsooth, live, and the best doth no better.
Fran. Where is the letter he hath sent me?
Nich. Ecce signum! heere it is.
Fran. Tis right as Phillip said, tis a fine foole [Aside].— 105
This letter is directed to my father;
Ile carrie it to him.—Dick Coomes, make him drinke.
Exit.
Coom. I, Ile make him drunke,[1723] and he will.
Nich. Not so, Richard; it is good to be merrie and wise. 109
Dick.[1724] Well, Nicholas, as thou art Nicholas, welcome; but as thou art Nicholas and a boone companion, ten times welcome. Nicholas, give me thy hand: shall we be merrie? and wee shall, say but we shall, and let the first word stand.