Enter Pistoll, the French man, and the Boy.
Pist. Eyld cur, eyld cur.
French. O Monsire, ie vous en pree aues petie de moy.
Pist. Moy shall not serue. I will haue fortie moys.
Boy aske him his name.[5544]
Boy. Comant ettes vous apelles?5
French. Monsier Fer.
Boy. He saies his name is Master Fer.
Pist. Ile Fer him, and ferit him, and ferke him:
Boy discus the same in French.
Boy. Sir I do not know, whats French10
For fer, ferit and fearkt.[5545]
Pist. Bid him prepare, for I wil cut his throate.