We’ll make a sieve of holes of you, you old bag of treachery!
BIDDY.
How well you threatened us with gaol, you skim of a weasel’s milk!
JOHNNY.
You heap of sicknesses! You blinking hangman! That you may never die till you’ll get a blue hag for a wife!
[MARTIN comes back with lighted lamp.
MARTIN.
Let him go. [They let THOMAS go, and fall back.] Spread out the banner. The moment has come to begin the war.
JOHNNY.
Up with the Unicorn and destroy the Lion! Success to Johnny Gibbons and all good men!