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 sand-bag fastened to it; and at the other door PETER, his man, with a drum and sand-bag, and ’Prentices drinking to him.
[♦] First Neigh. Here, neighbour Horner, I drink to you 60 in a cup of sack: and fear not, neighbour, you shall do well enough.
Sec. Neigh. And here, neighbour, here’s a cup of charneco.
Third Neigh. And here’s a pot of good double beer, 65 neighbour: drink, and fear not your man.
Hor. Let it come, i’ faith, and I’ll pledge you all; and a fig for Peter!
First ’Pren. Here, Peter, I drink to thee: and be not afraid.
70 Sec. ’Pren. 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, 75 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.
[♦] Sal. Come, leave your drinking, and fall to blows. 80 Sirrah, what’s thy name?
Peter. Peter, forsooth.