By kokkis soule, they wene I am other dronke or mad.
Tyb. And had ye no meate, Johan Johan? no had?
Johan. No, Tyb my wyfe, I had not a whyt. 625
Tyb. What, not a morsel?
Johan. No, not one byt;
For honger, I trowe, I shall fall in a sowne.
Sir J. O, that were pyte, I swere by my crowne.
Tyb. But is it trewe?
Johan. Ye, for a surete.
Tyb. Dost thou ly?