The Second Part Of King Henry The Fourth

1 Enter Beadles, dragging in Hostess Quickly and Doll Tearsheet.
2 HOSTESS.
3 No, thou arrant knave. I would to God that I might die, that I might
4 have thee hanged. Thou hast drawn my shoulder out of joint.
5 FIRST BEADLE.
6 The constables have delivered her over to me, and she shall have
7 whipping-cheer enough, I warrant her. There hath been a man or two
8 lately killed about her.
9 DOLL.
10 Nut-hook, nut-hook, you lie! Come on, I’ll tell thee what, thou damned
11 tripe-visaged rascal, an the child I now go with do miscarry, thou wert
12 better thou hadst struck thy mother, thou paper-faced villain.
13 HOSTESS.
14 O the Lord, that Sir John were come! He would make this a bloody day to
15 somebody. But I pray God the fruit of her womb miscarry!
16 FIRST BEADLE.
17 If it do, you shall have a dozen of cushions again; you have but eleven
18 now. Come, I charge you both go with me, for the man is dead that you
19 and Pistol beat amongst you.
20 DOLL.
21 I’ll tell you what, you thin man in a censer, I will have you as
22 soundly swinged for this, you bluebottle rogue, you filthy famished
23 correctioner, if you be not swinged, I’ll forswear half-kirtles.
24 FIRST BEADLE.
25 Come, come, you she knight-errant, come.
26 HOSTESS.
27 O God, that right should thus overcome might! Well, of sufferance comes
28 ease.
29 DOLL.
30 Come, you rogue, come, bring me to a justice.
31 HOSTESS.
32 Ay, come, you starved bloodhound.
33 DOLL.
34 Goodman death, goodman bones!
35 HOSTESS.
36 Thou atomy, thou!
37 DOLL.
38 Come, you thin thing, come, you rascal!
39 FIRST BEADLE.
40 Very well.
41 [_Exeunt._]