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The Puritan (Folio 3, 1664)
2197Enter Sir John Penny-Dub, and Moll above lacing
2198of her cloathes.
2200Moll. Who's there?
2201Pen. 'Tis I.
2202Moll. Who, Sir John Penny-Dub? O you're an early
2203Cock ifaith, who would have thought you to be so rare a
2204stirrer?
2205Pen. Prethee, Moll, let me come up.
2206Moll. No by my faith Sir John, I'le keep you down,
2207for you Knights are very dangerous if once you get a-
2208bove.
2211note the nature of the Climates: your Northern Wench
2213teen, but if she touch the South once, and come up to
2214London, here the Chimes go presently after twelve.
2215Pen. O th'art a mad Wench, Moll, but I prethee
2217Moll. Do you follow him, I'le not be long after.
2218Exeunt.