M. Mery. I will strike at Custance here.30 [again hitting R.]

R. Royster. Thou hittest me.

M. Mery. [aside]. So I wil.

Nay mistresse Custance.

R. Royster. Alas, thou hittest me still.

Hold.

M. Mery. Save your self sir.

R. Royster. Help,[580] out alas I am slain

M. Mery. Truce, hold your hands, truce for a pissing while or twaine:

Nay how say you Custance, for saving of your life,