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Another Night the same Boy was his guide home agen, or else he had took up new Lodgings in the Counter that, night? and as he was passing by Fleet-Conduit, when it was standing, where the Water did continually run out of a Cock from
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Another Night the same Boy was his guide home agen, or else he had took up new Lodgings in the Counter that, night? and as he was passing by Fleet-Conduit, when it was standing, where the Water did continually run out of a Cock from
thence; this reverend Sot coming to the Conduit, told the Boy he must piss, and did piss against the Conduit, close by where the Water Cock ran; and after he had stood there a pretty while, his Boy told him 'twas late and pray'd him to come home: What you Rogue, says he, wou'd you have me be∣piss my Breeches? Do you hear how I piss still? Thinking that the Cock running was his Pissing: The Boy told him he had done, 'twas the Cock that ran. Say you so, says he, in troth I thought I had pist all this while: So went as well as he could home with the Boy.