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   King Henry IV, Part II
ACT V SCENE IV London. A street. 
 Enter Beadles, dragging in HOSTESS QUICKLYand DOLL TEARSHEET 
MISTRESS QUICKLY No, thou arrant knave; I would to God that I might 
 die, that I might have thee hanged: thou hast 
 drawn my shoulder out of joint. 
First Beadle The constables have delivered her over to me; and 5
 she shall have whipping-cheer enough, I warrant 
 her: there hath been a man or two lately killed about her. 
DOLL TEARSHEET Nut-hook, nut-hook, you lie. Come on; I 'll tell 
 thee what, thou damned tripe-visaged rascal, an 
 the child I now go with do miscarry, thou wert 10
 better thou hadst struck thy mother, thou 
 paper-faced villain. 
MISTRESS QUICKLY O the Lord, that Sir John were come! he would make 
 this a bloody day to somebody. But I pray God the 
 fruit of her womb miscarry! 15
First Beadle If it do, you shall have a dozen of cushions again; 
 you have but eleven now. Come, I charge you both go 
 with me; for the man is dead that you and Pistol 
 beat amongst you. 
DOLL TEARSHEET I'll tell you what, you thin man in a censer, I 20
 will have you as soundly swinged for this,--you 
 blue-bottle rogue, you filthy famished correctioner, 
 if you be not swinged, I'll forswear half-kirtles. 
First Beadle Come, come, you she knight-errant, come. 
MISTRESS QUICKLY O God, that right should thus overcome might! 25
 Well, of sufferance comes ease. 
DOLL TEARSHEET Come, you rogue, come; bring me to a justice. 
MISTRESS QUICKLY Ay, come, you starved blood-hound. 
DOLL TEARSHEET Goodman death, goodman bones! 
MISTRESS QUICKLY Thou atomy, thou! 30
DOLL TEARSHEET Come, you thin thing; come you rascal. 
First Beadle Very well. 

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