HANG. Alas, sir, you are a foot too low to reach it, and I
hope you will neuer grow so high while I am in office.
PED. Sirra, dost see yonder boy with the box in his
hand?
HANG. What, he that points to it with his finger?
PED. I, that companion.
HANG. I know him not; but what of him?
PED. Doost thou think to liue till his olde doublet will
make thee a new truss?
HANG. I, and many a faire yeere after, to trusse vp many
an honester man then either thou or he.
PED. What hath he in his boxe, as thou thinkst?
HANG. Faith, I cannot tell, nor I care not greatly.
Me thinks you should rather hearken to your soules health.
PED. Why, sirra hangman, I take it that that is good for
the body is likewise good for the soule: and it may be in
that box is balme for both.
HANG. Wel, thou art euen the meriest peece of mans
flesh that ere gronde at my office-doore.
PED. Is your roaguery become an office, with a knaues
name?
HANG. I, and that shall all they witnes that see you seale
it with a theeues name.
PED. I prithee, request this good company to pray [for]
me.
HANG. I, mary, sir, this is a good motion! My maisters,
you see heers a good fellow.
PED. Nay, nay, now I remember me, let them alone till
some other time; for now I haue no great need.
HIERO. I haue not seen a wretch so impudent.
O monstrous times where murders are so light,
And where the soule that should be shrinde in heauen
Solelie delights in interdicted things,
Still wandring in the thornie passages
That intercepts it-selfe of hapines!
Murder? O bloudy monster! God forbid
A fault so foule should scape vnpunished!
Dispatch and see this execution done;
This makes me to remember thee, my sonne.
Exit HIERO[NIMO].
PED. Nay, soft! no hast!
DEPU. Why, wherefore stay you? haue you hope of life?
PED. Why, I?
HANG. As how?
PED. Why, rascall, by my pardon from the king.
HANG. Stand you on that? then you shall off with this.
He turnes him off.
DEPU. So, executioner, conuey him hence;
But let his body be vnburied.
Let not the earth be chokt or infect
What that which Heauens contemnes and men neglect.
Exeunt.
[ACT III. SCENE 7.]
[HIERONIMO's house.]
Enter HIERONIMO.
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