Come, please, let's have no to-do.
Get out of my home without more ado.
My intent . . .
This is no time for sly repartee;
You must leave my house immediately.
You must leave, you who speak as the master:
The house is mine, and you'd better learn fast or
I shall show you that it's senseless to pick
A fight with me using this cowardly trick,
That it will get you nowhere to insult me,
And that I will punish your falsity,
Avenge God's wounds, and make you grieve
For talking here about forcing me to leave.