_Avar._ True or untrue, just or unjust, it is your spite; And glad ye are to take other folks in a trip. [Yes! ye do it no]w and then, your ownself, on the whip. Well, ye might be honest of your tongue, if you would. _Ver._ If your acts were honest, ye did but as ye should. _Avar._ Who chargeth me with the crime of any vice? _Ver._ Thou callst thyself Policy, and art Avarice. _Avar._ Nay, I defy your malice, I am Policy-- Ask of my fellows here! am not I Policy? _Ver._ Ladies! will ye all see him openly tried? _Just._ If he be an ill one, let him be descried. _Ver._ What hast thou in thy bosom? _Avar._ Nothing, I, truly! _Ver._ Nothing truly got, say! show it forth openly. _Avar._ What should I show forth? _Ver._ That bag in thy bosom hid. _Avar._ It lieth well, I thank you; as much as though I did. _Ver._ Nay, come on! out with it! _Avar._ Lo! here 'tis, for your fancy. _Ver._ Give it me! _Avar._ Yea, nay; I defy that Policy! _Ver._ Open it! _Avar._ Yea, that each body might be catching: Some's teeth, I think, water e'en since to be snatching. _Ver._ We must needs see what it is. _Avar._ 'Tis a bag of rye! _Ver._ Rye, what rye? _Avar._ A bag of rye [...] _Ver._ ... such as men do eat? _Avar._ A bag of rye flour, a great deal better than wheat. _Ver._ Let us see what rye it is! pour it out in haste! _Avar._ Yea, shall? I trow not! indeed, so might we make waste. _Ver._ There is no remedy; pour it out in my lap! _Avar._ Nay! if there be no choice, I will use mine own cap. _Ver._ So! a bag of rye, quod thou? _Avar._ Yea, so God me speed! _Ver._ Thou sayest even truth; 'tis a bag of rye indeed: Usury, perjury, pitchery, patchery; Pilfery, bribery, snatchery, catchery; Flattery, robbery, cloutery, botchery; Trumpery, harlotry, misery, treachery! _Avar._ There is too, an please you, a little sorcery, Witchery, baudery, and such other grossery. _Ver._ And how gottst thou all this in thy possession? _Avar._ Pardon me! and I will make my confession: The world is hard, and the bag is but very small; I got it where I could, to go on beg[ging] withal-- A plain true dealing man that loveth not to steal; And I durst not be bold to crave of commonweal. _Ver._ Now, do off thy gown, and turn the inside outward! _Aver._ Let me alone, and an angel for a reward! _Ver._ Come, off at once! when? come off! no more gaudies [n]or japes. _Avar._ Must I needs whip over the chain like Jack-a-napes? _Resp._ Out! in the virtue of God! what do ye here see? _Avar._ All this had been lost, Respublica, but for me!