Where’s grannam Stadlin, and all the rest o’ th’ sisters?
Fire. All at hand, forsooth.
Hec. Give me marmaritin; some bear-breech. When?
Fire. Here’s bear-breech and lizard’s brain, forsooth.
Hec. Into the vessel;
And fetch three ounces of the red-hair’d girl
I kill’d last midnight.
Fire. Whereabouts, sweet mother?
Hec. Hip; hip or flank. Where is the acopus?
Fire. You shall have acopus, forsooth.