1 Carrier.

Heigh ho, an't be not four by the day I'll be hang'd. Charles' wain is over the new chimney, and yet our horse not packt. What, ostler?

Ost.

Anon, anon.

1 Car.

I pr'ythee Tom, beat Cutts' saddle, put a few flocks in the point: the poor jade is wrung in the withers, out of all cess.

2 Car.

Pease and beans are as † ^notedank here as a dog, and that is the next way to give poor jades the bots: this house is turn'd upside down, since Robin Ostler dy'd.

1 Car.

Poor fellow never joy'd since the price of oats rose, it was the death of him.

2 Car.

I think this be the most villainous house in all London road for fleas: I am stung like a Tench.

1 Car.

Like a Tench? by th' Mass there's ne'er a King in Christendom could be better bit, than I have been since the first cock.

2 Car.

Why, they will allow us ne'er a jourden, and then we leak in your chimney: and your chamber-lie breeds fleas like a Loach.

1 Car.

What, ostler, come away, and be hang'd, come away.

2 Car.

I have a gammon of bacon, and two razes of ginger, to be deliver'd as far as Charing-Cross.

1 Car.

'Odsbody, the Turkies in my panniers are quite starv'd. What ostler? a plague on thee; hast thou never an eye in thy head? canst not hear? an 'twere not as good a deed as drink, to break the pate of thee, I am a very villain. Come and be hang'd, hast no faith in thee?

Gads.

Good-morrow, carriers. What's a clock?

Car.

I think it be two a clock.

Gads.

I pr'ythee lend me thy lanthorn, to see my gelding in the stable.

1 Car.

Nay, soft I pray ye, I know a trick worth two of that i' faith.

Gads.

I pr'ythee lend me thine.

2 Car.

Ay, when? canst tell? lend me thy lanthorn, quoth a! marry I'll see thee hang'd first.

Gads.

Sirrah, carrier, what time do you mean to come to London?

2 Car.

Time enough to go to bed with a candle, I warrant thee. Come neighbour Mugges, we'll call up the gentlemen, they will along with company, for they have great charge.