Exeunt.
Enter Borachio and Conrade.
Bor. What, Conrade?
Watch. Peace, stir not
Bor. Conrade I say
Con. Here man, I am at thy elbow
Bor. Mas and my elbow itcht, I thought there would
a scabbe follow
Con. I will owe thee an answere for that, and now
forward with thy tale
Bor. Stand thee close then vnder this penthouse, for it drissels raine, and I will, like a true drunkard, vtter all to thee
Watch. Some treason masters, yet stand close
Bor. Therefore know, I haue earned of Don Iohn a thousand Ducates