D. DOUGH. I have first for my master an errand or two. But I have here from him a token and a ring; They shall have most thank of her, that first doth it bring. TIB. TALK. Marry, that will I. TRUEPENNY. See, and Tibet snatch not now! TIB. TALK. And why may not I, sir, get thanks as well as you? [_Exit._ AN. ALYFACE. Yet get ye not all, we will go with you both, And have part of your thanks, be ye never so loth. [_Exit omnes._ D. DOUGH. So my hands are rid of it, I care for no more. I may now return home: so durst I not afore. [_Exit._ ACTUS II., SCÆNA 4. C. CUSTANCE, TIBET, ANNOT ALYFACE, TRUEPENNY. C. CUSTANCE. Nay, come forth all three; and come hither, pretty maid: Will not so many forewarnings make you afraid? TIB. TALK. Yes, forsooth. C. CUSTANCE. But still be a runner up and down? Still be a bringer of tidings and tokens to town? TIB. TALK. No, forsooth, mistress. C. CUSTANCE. Is all your delight and joy In whisking and ramping abroad, like a Tom-boy? TIB. TALK. Forsooth, these were there too, Annot and Truepenny. TRUEPENNY. Yea, but ye alone took it, ye cannot deny. AN. ALYFACE. Yea, that ye did. TIB. TALK. But, if I had not, ye twain would. C. CUSTANCE. You great calf, ye should have more wit, so ye should. [_To Truep._ But why should any of you take such things in hand? TIB. TALK. Because it came from him that must be your husband. C. CUSTANCE. How do ye know that? TIB. TALK. Forsooth, the boy did say so. C. CUSTANCE. What was his name? AN. ALYFACE. We asked not. C. CUSTANCE. No, did [ye not?] AN. ALYFACE. He is not far gone, of likelihood. TRUEPENNY. I will see. C. CUSTANCE. If thou canst find him in the street, bring him to me. TRUEPENNY. Yes. [_Exeat._ C. CUSTANCE. Well, ye naughty girls, if ever I perceive That henceforth you do letters or tokens receive, To bring unto me from any person or place, Except ye first show me the party face to face, Either thou, or thou, full truly abi'[101] thou shalt. TIB. TALK. Pardon this, and the next time powder me in salt. C. CUSTANCE. I shall make all girls by you twain to beware. TIB. TALK. If I ever offend again, do not me spare. But if ever I see that false boy any more, By your mistresship's licence, I tell you afore, I will rather have my coat twenty times swinged, Than on the naughty wag not to be avenged.