Where's Potpan, that he helps not to take away? He
shift a trencher? he scrape a trencher!
Away with the joint-stools, remove the
court-cupboard, look to the plate. Good thou, save
me a piece of marchpane; and, as thou lovest me, let
the porter let in Susan Grindstone and Nell.
Antony, and Potpan!
You are looked for and called for, asked for and
sought for, in the great chamber.
Things for the cook, sir; but I know not what.