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By your good leave Gentlefolks,
Why, what did I promise you?
Why thou didst promise me an hundred pounds in gold, shew'd it me, and then took it away again; nay further, thou saidst I should be a Lady, and have a great parimanus Coach gilt, with neighing Horses, and a Coachman, with a Postilion to ride afore: Nay, nay, I remember well e∣nough what you said, you talkd of Gesemond, Pomatum, and Roman Gunpow∣der for my hair, and fine gowns and stockings, and sine lac'd silk garters, and roses shining like Stars, God bless us!
Did I, did I?
Yes, that you did, you know what you did, and how you did, and so do I; and Gentlefolks as I am a true woman, which he knows I am, I never had more than this white fustion wastecoat, and three pence to buy me three penyworth of pins, for he would allow me no incle to tie it withall, and this old stamel peticoat, that was his great Grand∣mothers in Eighty eight, I am no two-legg'd creature else.
But I bought you velvet to gard it withall.
Yes, that's true, an old black velvet Jerkin without sleeves, that had belonged to one of Queen Elizabeth her learned Counsel in the Law of blessed Memory, primo of Her Reign, and you bought it of an old Broker at Nottingham; and as I am a true Christian woman, if our Neigh∣bour Botcher could almost few it on, it was so mortified.
I bought you shooes, and ribbons to tie them withall.
Look Gentlefolks, a pair of wet-leather shooes, that have given me a Cold, and two leather points that he calls ribbons, like a lying false man.