Mac. Of my nation! What ish my nation? Ish a villain,[4902]
and a bastard, and a knave, and a rascal. What ish[4902]
my nation? Who talks of my nation?[4902]
Flu. Look you, if you take the matter otherwise than115
is meant, Captain Macmorris, peradventure I shall think
you do not use me with that affability as in discretion you
ought to use me, look you; being as good a man as yourself,
both in the disciplines of war, and in the derivation of
my birth, and in other particularities.120
Mac. I do not know you so good a man as myself: so
Chrish save me, I will cut off your head.
Gow. Gentlemen both, you will mistake each other.[4903]
Jamy. A! that's a foul fault.
[A parley sounded.[4904]
Gow. The town sounds a parley.125
Flu. Captain Macmorris, when there is more better
opportunity to be required, look you, I will be so bold
as to tell you I know the disciplines of war; and there is[4905]
an end. [Exeunt.