Jack. But what else, maister? have you not gotten her? Therefore 845 devide her straight, for I will have halfe; there is no remedie.
Eumen. Well, ere I will falsifie my worde unto my friend, take her all; heere Jack, Ile give her thee.
Jacke. Nay, neither more nor lesse, maister, but even just halfe.
Eum. Before I will falsifie my faith unto my friend, I will divide 850 hir; Jacke, thou shalt have halfe.
1. Brother. Bee not so cruell unto our sister, gentle knight.
2. Brother. O spare faire Delia; shee deserves no death.
Eum. Content your selves; my word is past to him; therefore prepare thy selfe, Delya, for thou must die. 855
Delya. Then, farewell, worlde; adew Eumenides.
He offers to strike and Jacke staies him.
Jacke. Stay, master; it is sufficient I have tride your constancie. Do you now remember since you paid for the burying of a poore fellow?