_M. Mery._ And though I have here his letter of love with me, Yet his ryng and tokens he sent, keepe safe with ye. _C. Custance._ A mischiefe take his tokens, and him and thee too. But what prate I with fooles? have I nought else to doo? 45 Come in with me Sym Suresby to take some repast. _Sim Sure._ I must ere I drinke by your leave, goe in all hast, To a place or two, with earnest letters of his. _C. Custance._ Then come drink here with me. _Sim Sure._ I thank you. _C. Custance._ Do not misse. You shall have a token to your maister with you. 50 _Sym Sure._ No tokens this time gramercies, God be with you. _Exeat._ _C. Custance._ Surely this fellowe misdeemeth some yll in me. Which thing but God helpe, will go neere to spill me. _R. Royster._ Yea farewell fellow, and tell thy maister Goodlucke That he cometh to late of thys blossome to plucke. F iv 55 Let him keepe him there still, or at least wise make no hast. As for his labour hither he shall spende in wast. His betters be in place nowe. _M. Mery_ [_aside_]. As long as it will hold. _C. Custance._ I will be even with thee thou beast, thou mayst be bolde. _R. Royster._ Will ye have us then? 60 _C. Custance._ I will never have thee.[543] _R. Royster._ Then will I have you! _C. Custance._ No, the devill shall have thee. I have gotten this houre more shame and harme by thee, Then all thy life days thou canst do me honestie. _M. Mery [to Roister_]. Why nowe may ye see what it comth too in the ende, To make a deadly foe of your most loving frende: 65 [_To Custance_]. And ywis this letter if ye woulde heare it now-- _C. Custance._ I will heare none of it. _M. Mery_ [_to Cust._]. In faith would ravishe you. _C. Custance._ He hath stained my name for ever this is cleare. _R. Royster._ I can make all as well in an houre-- _M. Mery_ [_aside_]. As ten yeare-- [_To Cust._]. How say ye, will ye have him? 70 _C. Custance._ No. _M. Mery._ Will ye take him? _C. Custance._ I defie him. _M. Mery._ At my word? _C. Custance._ A shame take him. Waste no more wynde, for it will never bee. _M. Mery._ This one faulte with twaine shall be mended, ye shall see. Gentle mistresse Custance now, good mistresse Custance, Honey mistresse Custance now, sweete mistresse Custance, 75 Golden mistresse Custance now, white[544] mistresse Custance, Silken mistresse Custance now, faire mistresse Custance. _C. Custance._ Faith rather than to mary with suche a doltishe loute, I woulde matche my selfe with a beggar out of doute. _M. Mery._ Then I can say no more, to speede we are not like, 80 Except ye rappe out a ragge of your Rhetorike.