HANG. I, truly. Come, are you ready?
I pray [you], sir, dispatch, the day goes away.

PED. What, doe you hang by the howre? If you doo, I
may chance to break your olde custome.

HANG. Faith, you haue [no] reason, for I am like to break
your yong neck.

PED. Dost thou mock me, hangman? Pray God I be not
preserued to break your knaues-pate for this!

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.