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at a most horrid rate, Simon crying for mercy, but cruel Margery still encreased his misery, till the neighbours came in persuading Margery to be pacified; for said they it was a mischance—A rascal, says she, for I can set him about nothing, but thus he serves me. Yet they still interceded for Simon until she excused him.
CHAP. VII.
Simon's Wife sends him to buy soap; but going over a Bridge, he let his Money fall into the river; and of a Ragman running away with his Cloathes.
MARGERY calling Simon to her, said, Will you never be careful in any thing I let you about.—Yes, dear wife I hope I shall: Why then, said she, take this money, I have tied it in a clout that you may not lose it. Therefore, go to the market, and make all the haste you can, and get me some soap—I will, sweet wife, quoth he, and with that he went as fast as ever he could.
