Eum. Alas, Jack, my pursse is full of money.
Jack. 'Alas,' maister,—does that worde belong to this accident? Why, me thinkes I should have seene you cast away your cloake, and in a bravado daunced a galliard round about the chamber; why, 710 maister, your man can teach you more wit than this; come, hostis cheere up my maister.
Hostis. You are heartily welcome: and if it please you to eate of a fat capon, a fairer birde, a finer birde, a sweeter birde, a crisper birde, a neater birde, your worship never eate off. 715
Eum. Thankes, my fine eloquent hostesse.
Jack. But heare you, maister, one worde by the way; are you content I shall be halfes in all you get in your journey?
Eum. I am, Jack, here is my hand.
Jack. Enough, maister, I aske no more. 720
Eum. Come, hostesse, receive your money, and I thanke you for my good entertainment.
Host. You are heartily welcome, sir.
Eum. Come, Jack, whether go we now?