ACT V
SCENE IV London. A street.


 [Enter Beadles, dragging in HOSTESS QUICKLY
 and DOLL TEARSHEET]

MISTRESS QUICKLY No, thou arrant knave; I would to God that I might
 die, that I might have thee hanged: thou hast
 drawn my shoulder out of joint.

First Beadle The constables have delivered her over to me; and
 she shall have whipping-cheer enough, I warrant
 her: there hath been a man or two lately killed about her.

DOLL TEARSHEET Nut-hook, nut-hook, you lie. Come on; I 'll tell
 thee what, thou damned tripe-visaged rascal, an
 the child I now go with do miscarry, thou wert
 better thou hadst struck thy mother, thou
 paper-faced villain.

MISTRESS QUICKLY O the Lord, that Sir John were come! he would make
 this a bloody day to somebody. But I pray God the
 fruit of her womb miscarry!

First Beadle If it do, you shall have a dozen of cushions again;
 you have but eleven now. Come, I charge you both go
 with me; for the man is dead that you and Pistol
 beat amongst you.

DOLL TEARSHEET I'll tell you what, you thin man in a censer, I
 will have you as soundly swinged for this,--you
 blue-bottle rogue, you filthy famished correctioner,
 if you be not swinged, I'll forswear half-kirtles.

First Beadle Come, come, you she knight-errant, come.

MISTRESS QUICKLY O God, that right should thus overcome might!
 Well, of sufferance comes ease.

DOLL TEARSHEET Come, you rogue, come; bring me to a justice.

MISTRESS QUICKLY Ay, come, you starved blood-hound.

DOLL TEARSHEET Goodman death, goodman bones!

MISTRESS QUICKLY Thou atomy, thou!

DOLL TEARSHEET Come, you thin thing; come you rascal.

First Beadle Very well.

 [Exeunt]




 2 KING HENRY IV


ACT V