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Who drinks, first c.h.i.n.ks.
IV:1:16 1ST BRAVO.
The debtor is stoned every day. There will be water-work to-morrow, and that will wash it out. You know me?
IV:1:17 GRAUS.
In a long journey and a small inn, one knows one's company.
IV:1:18 2ND BRAVO.
Come, I'll give, but I won't share. Fill up.
IV:1:19 GRAUS.
That's liberal; my way; full measure but prompt pezos; I loathe your n.i.g.g.ards.
IV:1:20 1ST BRAVO.
As the little tailor of Campillo said, who worked for nothing, and found thread.
[To the other BRAVO.]
Nay, I'll not refuse; we know each other.
IV:1:21 2ND BRAVO.
We've seen the stars together.
IV:1:22 AN OLD MAN.
Burgos is not what it was.
IV:1:23 5TH BRAVO.
[waking]
Sleep ends and supper begins. The olla, the olla, Mother Flix;
[shaking a purse]
there's the dinner bell.
IV:1:24 2ND BRAVO.
That will bring courses.
IV:1:25 1ST BRAVO.
An a.s.s covered with gold has more respect than a horse with a pack-saddle.
IV:1:26 5TH BRAVO.
How for that a.s.s?
IV:1:27 2ND BRAVO.
Nay, the sheep should have his belly full who quarrels with his mate.
IV:1:28 5TH BRAVO.
But how for that a.s.s?
IV:1:29 A FRIAR.
[advancing]
Peace be with ye, brethren! A meal in G.o.d's name.
IV:1:30 5TH BRAVO.
Who asks in G.o.d's name, asks for two. But how for that a.s.s?
IV:1:31 FLIX.
[bringing the olla]
Nay, an ye must brawl, go fight the Moors. 'Tis a peaceable house, and we sleep quiet o' nights.
IV:1:32 5TH BRAVO.
Am I an a.s.s?
IV:1:33 FLIX.
He is an a.s.s who talks when he might eat.
IV:1:34 5TH BRAVO.
A Secadon sausage! Come, mother, I'm all peace; thou'rt a rare hand.
As in thy teeth, comrade, and no more on't
IV:1:35 1ST BRAVO.
When I will not, two cannot quarrel.
IV:1:36 OLD MAN.
Everything is changed for the worse.
IV:1:37 FRIAR.
For the love of St. Jago, senors; for the love of St. Jago!
IV:1:38 5TH BRAVO.
When it pleases not G.o.d, the saint can do little.
IV:1:39 2ND BRAVO.
Nay, supper for all, and drink's the best meat. Some have sung for it, some danced. There is no fis.h.i.+ng for trout in dry breeches.
You shall preach.
IV:1:40 FRIAR.
Benedicite, brethren--
IV:1:41 1ST BRAVO.
Nay, no Latin, for the devil's not here.
IV:1:42 2ND BRAVO.
