Mall. No, sir; it fits not maides to fight with men.
Ra. I wonder, wench, how I thy name might know.
Mall. Why, you may finde it, sir, in the Christcrosse row.
Rap. Be my schoolemistresse, teach me how to spell it. 80
Mall. No, faith, I care not greatly if I tell it;
My name is Marie Barnes.
Ra. How, wench? Mall Barnes!
Mal. The verie same.
Rap. Why, this is strange. 85
Mal. I pray, sir, whats your[1908] name?