A TALE OF A TUB.
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As I was in my lie, my master Bramble
Will stalk, as led by the nose with these new promises,
[Exit.And fatted with supposes of fine hopes.
Will stalk, as led by the nose with these new promises,
[Exit.And fatted with supposes of fine hopes.
SCENE V.
Kentish Town.
Before Turfe's House.
Enter Turfe, dame Turfe, lady Tub, Pol Martin,
Awdrey, and Puppy.
Awdrey, and Puppy.
Turfe. Well, madam, I may thank the 'squire your son;
For, but for him, I had been over-reach'd.
For, but for him, I had been over-reach'd.
Dame T. Now heaven's blessing light upon his heart!
We are beholden to him, indeed, madam.
We are beholden to him, indeed, madam.
Lady T. But can you not resolve me where he is,
Nor about what his purposes were bent?
Nor about what his purposes were bent?
Turfe. Madam, they no whit were concerning me,
And therefore was I less inquisitive.
And therefore was I less inquisitive.
Lady T. Fair maid, in faith, speak truth, and not dissemble:
Does he not often come and visit you?
Does he not often come and visit you?
Aud. His worship now and then, please you, takes pains
To see my father and mother; but, for me,
I know myself too mean for his high thoughts
To stoop at, more than asking a light question,
To make him merry, or to pass his time.
To see my father and mother; but, for me,
I know myself too mean for his high thoughts
To stoop at, more than asking a light question,
To make him merry, or to pass his time.
Lady T. A sober maid! call for my woman, Martin.
