=Maria.= Good wordes I praye you, where is that heape of deade bodies whom I have murthered? where is the bloud of them which by me are slaine?
=Pamphilus.= One lifelesse bodye thou séest present wyth thine eyes, if (pardie) thou seest me.
=Ma.= What saye you man? doe you both talke and walke, and yet dead? I pray to God I neuer méete with ghostes more to be feared.
=Pam.= Thus thou makest but a laughing matter of it. Nathelesse thou hast reft me wofull creature my life, and more cruelly doest murther me, than if thou should stab me into the body with a weapon, for now am I miserably torne and vexed with long torments.
=Maria.= Yea good Lord? tell mee how manye women with childe haue lost their fruite by meeting with you?
=Pam.= Yet this pale wanne colour sheweth mée to bée more bloudlesse than any shadowe.
=Ma.= But this palenesse (thanked be God) is died with some Violet colour, you are euen so pale as a Chery waxing ripe, or a Grape when he commeth to his purple skin.
=Pam.= Thus with disdaine ynough you mocke a man in state rather to be pittied.
=Ma.= Why in case you beléeue not mee, take the Glasse, & beléeue your owne eyes.
=Pam.= I woulde wishe no better Glasse, neyther (I suppose) is there anye, more cléere, than that in which I presentlye behold my selfe euen now.
=Ma.= Duertharter: how thou talkest alwayes lyke thy selfe, but howe proue you your selfe to bee deade: Doe ghostes & shadowes use to eat meat:
=Pam.= They doe, but find no sauour therin, no more doe I.
=Ma.= And what, what doe they eate I praye?
=Ma.= But you (I hope) let not to eate Capons and Partriches.
=Pam.= I graunt, howbeit I féele no more pleasure in eating them, than if I should crashe vpon Mallowes, or Béetes, without Pepper, wine and vinegar.
=Ma.= Alack for you good man, and yet you are in méetely good lyking, & do ghostes speake also.
=Pam.= Euen as I doe with a Verye pewling and faint voice.
=Ma.= But not long since, when I hearde you checking with mine other suter, your voice was not very fóeble pardie. Moreouer I beséech you tell me this, doe ghostes vse to walke; are they clad in garments; doe they eftsoones sléepe.
=Pam.= Yea more than all that, they practise the acte of kinde, but after their owne maner.