SCENE I. London. A Street.
[Enter, at one end, John Lincoln, with the two Bettses together; at the
other end, enters Francis de Barde and Doll a lusty woman, he haling her
by the arm.]
DOLL. Whether wilt thou hale me?
BARDE. Whether I please; thou art my prize, and I plead purchase of
thee.
DOLL. Purchase of me! away, ye rascal! I am an honest plain
carpenters wife, and though I have no beauty to like a husband, yet
whatsoever is mine scorns to stoop to a stranger: hand off, then, when I
bid thee!
BARDE. Go with me quietly, or I\'ll compel thee.
DOLL. Compel me, ye dog\'s face! thou thinkst thou hast the
goldsmith\'s wife in hand, whom thou enticedst from her husband with all
his plate, and when thou turndst her home to him again, madst him, like an
ass, pay for his wife\'s board.
BARDE. So will I make thy husband too, if please me.
[Enter Caveler with a pair of doves; Williamson the carpenter, and
Sherwin following him.]
DOLL. Here he comes himself; tell him so, if thou darst.
CAVELER. Follow me no further; I say thou shalt not have them.
WILLIAMSON. I bought them in Cheapside, and paid my money for
them.
SHERWIN. He did, sir, indeed; and you offer him wrong, both to take
them from him, and not restore him his money neither.
CAVELER. If he paid for them, let it suffice that I possess them: beefs
and brews may serve such hinds; are pigeons meat for a coarse carpenter?