If they be not served, Trupeny must be chyd.
Let them be as mery nowe as ye can desire, 5
With turnyng of a hande, our mirth lieth in the mire,
I can not skill of such chaungeable mettle,
There is nothing with them but in docke out nettle.[457]
D. Dough. Whether is it better that I speake to him furst,
Or he first to me, it is good to cast the wurst. 10
If I beginne first, he will smell all my purpose,
Otherwise I shall not neede any thing to disclose.
Trupeny. What boy have we yonder? I will see what he is.