:39:28
Good morrow, Kate. Good Kate.
I am a gentleman...
:39:31
That I'll try.
:39:40
Come, come, you wasp;
i' faith, you are too angry.
:39:43
If I be waspish, best beware my sting.
:39:46
My remedy, then, is to pluck it out.
:39:49
Ay, if the fool could find where it lies.
:39:52
Who knows not where a wasp
doth wear his sting? ln his tail.
:39:55
- In his tongue.
- Whose tongue?
:39:57
Yours, if you talk of tales, and so farewell.
:40:14
What, with my tongue in your tail?
:40:17
Oh!
:40:22
- I swear I'll cuff you, if you strike again.
- If... lf you strike me, you are no gentleman.