Let my master in, Luce. Faith, no; he comes too late; And so tell your master. O Lord, I must laugh! Have at you with a proverb--Shall I set in my staff? Have at you with another; that's--When? can you tell? If thy name be call'd Luce--Luce, thou hast answered him well. Do you hear, you minion? you'll let us in, I hope? I thought to have asked you. And you said no. So, come, help: well struck! there was blow for blow. Thou baggage, let me in. Can you tell for whose sake? Master, knock the door hard. Let him knock till it ache. You'll cry for this, minion, if I beat the door down. What needs all that, and a pair of stocks in the town? Who is that at the door that keeps all this noise? By my troth, your town is troubled with unruly boys. Are you there, wife? you might have come before. Your wife, sir knave! go get you from the door. If you went in pain, master, this 'knave' would go sore. Here is neither cheer, sir, nor welcome: we would fain have either. In debating which was best, we shall part with neither. They stand at the door, master; bid them welcome hither. There is something in the wind, that we cannot get in. You would say so, master, if your garments were thin. Your cake there is warm within; you stand here in the cold: It would make a man mad as a buck, to be so bought and sold. Go fetch me something: I'll break ope the gate. Break any breaking here, and I'll break your knave's pate. A man may break a word with you, sir, and words are but wind, Ay, and break it in your face, so he break it not behind. It seems thou want'st breaking: out upon thee, hind! Here's too much 'out upon thee!' I pray thee, let me in. Ay, when fowls have no feathers and fish have no fin. Well, I'll break in: go borrow me a crow. A crow without feather? Master, mean you so? For a fish without a fin, there's a fowl without a feather; If a crow help us in, sirrah, we'll pluck a crow together. Go get thee gone; fetch me an iron crow. Have patience, sir; O, let it not be so! Herein you war against your reputation And draw within the compass of suspect The unviolated honour of your wife. Once this,--