Val. So doe you

Thu. What seeme I that I am not?
Val. Wise

Thu. What instance of the contrary?
Val. Your folly

Thu. And how quoat you my folly?
Val. I quoat it in your Ierkin

Thu. My Ierkin is a doublet

Val. Well then, Ile double your folly

Thu. How?
Sil. What, angry, Sir Thurio, do you change colour?
Val. Giue him leaue, Madam, he is a kind of Camelion

Thu. That hath more minde to feed on your bloud,
then liue in your ayre

Val. You haue said Sir

Thu. I Sir, and done too for this time

Val. I know it wel sir, you alwaies end ere you begin

Sil. A fine volly of words, gentleme[n], & quickly shot off