Enter at one door Horner the armourer, and his Neighbours, drinking to him so much that he is drunk; and he enters with a drum before him and his staff with a sandbag fastened to it; and at the other door Peter, his man, with a drum and sandbag, and Prentices drinking to him.
1 NEIGHBOUR.
Here, neighbour Horner, I drink to you in a cup of sack; and fear not, neighbour, you shall do well enough.
2 NEIGHBOUR.
And here, neighbour, here’s a cup of charneco.
3 NEIGHBOUR.
And here’s a pot of good double beer, neighbour. Drink, and fear not your man.
HORNER.
Let it come, i’ faith, and I’ll pledge you all; and a fig for Peter!
1 PRENTICE.
Here, Peter, I drink to thee, and be not afraid.
2 PRENTICE.
Be merry, Peter, and fear not thy master. Fight for credit of the prentices.
PETER.
I thank you all. Drink, and pray for me, I pray you, for I think I have taken my last draught in this world. Here, Robin, an if I die, I give thee my apron; and, Will, thou shalt have my hammer; and here, Tom, take all the money that I have. O Lord bless me! I pray God, for I am never able to deal with my master, he hath learnt so much fence already.
SALISBURY.
Come, leave your drinking and fall to blows.
Sirrah, what’s thy name?
PETER.
Peter, forsooth.