1328Doll. By my troth, thou art as jealous a man as lives.

1329Priest. Canst thou blame me, Doll. thou art my Lands,

1330my Goods, my Jewels, my Wealth, my purse, none walks

1331within forty miles of London, but a plies thee as truly, as

1332the Parish does the poor mans box.

1333Doll.I am as true to thee, as the stone is in the wall,

1334and thou know'st well enough, I was in as good doing,

1335when I came to thee, as any wench need to be: and

1336therefore thou hast tryed me that thou hast: and I will

1337not be kept as I ha bin, that I will not.

1338Priest. Doll, if this blade hold, there's not a Pedler

1339walks with a pack, but thou shalt as boldly choose of his

1340wares, as with thy ready mony in a merchants shop,

1341we'll have as good silver as the King coins any.

1342Doll. What is all the Gold spent you took the last day

1343from the Courtier?

1344Priest. 'Tis gone Doll, 'tis flown; merrily come, mer-

1345rily gone; he comes a horse back that must pay for all;

1346we'll have as good meat as mony can get, and as good

1347gowns as can be bought for gold, be merry wench, the

1348Malt-man comes on Monday.

1349Doll. You might have left me at Cobham, untill you

1350had been better provided for.

1351Priest. No sweet Doll, no, I like not that, yon old

1352Ruffian is not for the Priest: I do not like a new Cleark

1353should come in the old Bel-fry.

1354Doll. Thou art a mad Priest ifaith.

1355Priest. Come Doll, I'le see thee safe at some Ale-house

1356here at Cray,

and the next sheep that comes shall leave