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Enter ROBIN and DICK with a cup.
DICK. Sirrah Robin, we were best look that your devil can answer
the stealing of this same<138> cup, for the Vintner's boy follows
us at the hard heels.<139>
ROBIN. 'Tis no matter; let him come: an he follow us, I'll so
conjure him as he was never conjured in his life, I warrant him.
Let me see the cup.
DICK. Here 'tis.
[Gives the cup to ROBIN.]
Yonder he comes: now, Robin, now or never shew thy cunning.
Enter VINTNER.<140>
VINTNER. O, are you here? I am glad I have found you. You are
a couple of fine companions: pray, where's the cup you stole
from the tavern?
ROBIN. How, how! we steal a cup! take heed what you say: we look
not like cup-stealers, I can tell you.
VINTNER. Never deny't, for I know you have it; and I'll search you.
ROBIN. Search me! ay, and spare not.
--Hold the cup, Dick [Aside to DICK, giving him the cup].--
Come, come, search me, search me.
[VINTNER searches him.]
VINTNER. Come on, sirrah, let me search you now.
DICK. Ay, ay, do, do.
--Hold the cup, Robin [Aside to ROBIN, giving him the cup].--
I fear not your searching: we scorn to steal your<141> cups,
I can tell you.
[VINTNER searches him.]
VINTNER. Never out-face me for the matter; for, sure, the cup
is between you two.
ROBIN. Nay, there you lie; 'tis beyond us both.
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