To be throwne into Thames like a horshoo hot:
XI. 75 Maister Brooke, thinke of that hissing heate, Maister Brooke.
Ford. Well sir then my shute is void?
Youle vndertake it no more?
Fal. M. Brooke, Ile be throwne into Etna
As I haue bene in the Thames,
80 Ere [I thus] leaue her: I haue receiued
Another appointment of meeting,
Betweene ten and eleuen is the houre.
Ford: Why sir, tis almost ten alreadie: