M. Mery. Who made it?
R. Royster. I wrote it ech whit.
M. Mery. Then nedes it no mending.
R. Royster. No, no.
M. Mery. No I know your wit.
I warrant it wel.
M. Mumb. It shal be delivered.
But if ye speede, shall I be considered?
M. Mery. Whough, dost thou doubt of that?
Madge. What shal I have? 119