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SCEN 2.

Christophel Atys Hylas Sapho.
Christ.

Since wee can not find the Schoolemaster, how shall
wee now driue the tyme all till he come? Say, my deare Gentlemen,
Saye.

At.

Wee will seeke for Caddowes in thy nose, Christophel
our.

Christ.

Piddle on mee, I will hamper you as Hercules once
hamperd the Pigmies, Boyes.

At.

How as that? Saye.

Christ.

I will stone you Two betweene my Two nayles, Atys
and Hylas myne.

At.

Dost take mee for a lowse? Christophel.

Chrtst.

For a Nit, Atys, I doe.

At.

But what's to be done? say.

Hyl.

Wee will barrill this Tun against next Rogation, Masters.

At.

Rather let vs set some Fowen Trap for the Pedaunt.

Hyl.

He stinketh sufficiently.

Saph.

On my conscience he does.

At.

Wey, you Atheist.

Hyl.

Thou'rt a Nod Fellowe, Christophel.

Christ.

I know it too well. But Patience, For loe here he
comes.