_Then, by the rood,
A bone in your hood
I shall put, ere it be long_.
ISMAEL. She matcheth you, sirrah!
INIQUITY. By Gog's blood, she is the best whore in England.
DALILAH. It is knavishly praised; give me your hand.
INIQUITY. I would thou hadst such another.
ISMAEL. By the mass, rather than forty pound, brother.
INIQUITY. Here, sirs, come on; seven--[_They set him_.
Eleven[225] at all[226]--
ISMAEL. Do ye nick us?[227] beknave your noly!--
INIQUITY. Ten mine--
ISMAEL (_casteth dice_). Six mine,
Have at it, and it were for all my father's kine.
It is lost by his wounds,[228] and ten to one!
INIQUITY. Take the dice, Dalilah, cast on--
[_She casteth, and they set_.
DALILAH. Come on; five!
Thrive at fairest--
ISMAEL. Gup, whore, and I at rest [_he loseth_].
By Gog's blood, I ween God and the devil be against me--
INIQUITY. If th' one forsake thee, th' other will take thee!
ISMAEL. Then is he a good fellow; I would not pass,[229]
So that I might bear a rule in hell, by the mass:
To toss firebrands at these pennyfathers'[230] pates;
I would be porter, and receive them at the gates.
In boiling lead and brimstone I would seeth them each one:
The knaves have all the money, good fellows have none.
DALILAH. Play, brother, have ye lost all your money now?
ISMAEL. Yea, I thank that knave and such a whore as thou.
'Tis no matter, I will have money, or I will sweat;
By Gog's blood, I will rob the next I meet--
Yea, and it be my father.
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