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 Suff.Passage if ye please.

Hunt.Set round then, so, at all.

Har.George, you are out. Giue me the dice, I passe for twentie pound, Heres to our luckie passage into France.

Hunt.Harry you passe indeede for you sweepe all.

Suff.A signe king Harry shal sweep al in France.

sir IohnEdge ye good fellowes, take a fresh gamster in.

Har.Master Parson? we play nothing but gold?

sir Iohn.And fellow, I tel thee that the priest hath gold, gold? sbloud ye are but beggerly souldiers to me, I thinke I haue more gold than all you three.

Hunt.It may be so, but we beleeue it not.

Har.Set priest set, I passe for all that gold.

sir IohnYe passe indeede.

HarryPriest, hast thou any more?

sir IohnZounds what a question's that? I tell thee I haue more then all you three, At these ten Angells.

Harry.I wonder how thou comst by all this gold, How many benefices hast thou priest?

sir IohnYfaith but one, dost wonder how I come by gold? I wonder rather how poore souldiers should haue gold, for Ile tell thee good fellow, we haue euery day tythes, offerings, christnings, weddings, burialls: and you poore snakes come seldome to a bootie. Ile speake a prowd word, I haue but one parsonage, Wrootham, tis better than the Bishopprick of Rochester, theres nere a hill, heath, nor downe in all Kent, but tis in my parish, Barrham downe, Chobham downe, Gads hill, Wrootham hill, Blacke heath, Cockes heath, Birchen wood, all pay me tythe, gold quoth a? ye passe not for that.

Suff.Harry ye are out, now parson shake the dice.

sir Iohn.Set, set Ile couer ye at al: A plague on't I am out, the diuell, and dice, and a wench, who will trust them?

Suff.Saist thou so priest? set faire, at all for once.

Har.Out sir, pay all. sir Iohn