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and making pitifull mone ſhewed hir innocencie: and that this is true ſayde ſhee, beholde my face (is as it was at the firſt) made whole againe by God (reſtoring me my noſe) bicauſe I am true to thee, and to let thee knowe thou haſt done mee open wrong. The fooliſhe huſbande ranne for the candell, and found hir noſe faſt to hir face (which he beleeued he had cut off) as if he had not touched hir: and aſking hir forgiueneſſe, ever after he loued hir antierly, and thought hir honeſt. The olde Crone and Bawde returned to hir houſe with hir noſe in hir hande, and hir face all beſmearde with bloude: yet fortune fauored hir in this, that ſhee was a Barbers wyfe, and hir huſband ryſing early in the morning before daye to ſhaue the tayles of the Monckyes of Portingale (for there there groweth heare on their Buttockes, and no where elſe) called to hys olde wyfe for his Combe caſe with razors and other trinckets. Nowe ſhe being thus handled as ye haue hearde, (loth to ſhew hir ſelfe) put it to aduenture, and giuing hym all his conceytes within the caſe, ſhe reached hym the razors in his hand, the blades not put into the hafts. The poore man haſtie of his worke, in the darcke haſtilye took the razors in his hands, and all to cut hys fingers: and then for anger (feeling his fingers cut) he threw them frő him with great