Cost. The party is gone; fellow Hector, she is 676
gone; she is two months on her way.
Arm. What meanest thou?
Cost. Faith, unless you play the honest Troy-
an, the poor wench is cast away: she's quick; 680
the child brags in her belly already: 'tis yours.
Arm. Dost thou infamonize me among po-
tentates? Thou shalt die.
Cost. Then shall Hector be whipped for Ja- 684
quenetta that is quick by him, and hanged for
Pompey that is dead by him.
Dum. Most rare Pompey!
Boyet. Renowned Pompey! 688
Ber. Greater than great, great, great, great
Pompey! Pompey the Huge!
Dum. Hector trembles.
Ber. Pompey is moved. More Ates, more 692
Ates! stir them on! stir them on!
Dum. Hector will challenge him.
Ber. Ay, if a' have no more man's blood in 's
belly than will sup a flea. 696
Arm. By the north pole, I do challenge thee.
Cost. I will not fight with a pole, like a
northern man: I'll slash; Ill do it by the
sword. I bepray you, let me borrow my arms 700
again.
Dum. Room for the incensed Worthies!
Cost. I'll do it in my shirt.
Dum. Most resolute Pompey! 704
Moth. Master, let me take you a button-hole
lower. Do you not see, Pompey is uncasing for
676 party: i.e. Jaquenetta
682 infamonize: infamize
692 Ates: mischief; cf. n.
699 northern man: countryman from the north, boor
705 take . . . lower: (1) help you to strip, (2) humiliate you
