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Love's Labour's Lost, III. i  Cost. The boy hath sold him a bargain, a goose, that's flat.

Sir, your pennyworth is good, an your goose be fat.

To sell a bargain well is as cunning as fast and loose.

Let me see: a fat l'envoy; ay, that's a fat goose.

Arm. Come hither, come hither. How did this argument begin?

Moth. By saying that a costard was broken in a shin.

Then call'd you for the l'envoy.

Cost. True, and I for a plantain: thus came your argument in;

Then the boy's fat l'envoy, the goose that you bought;

And he ended the market.

Arm. But tell me: how was there a costard

broken in a shin?

Moth. I will tell you sensibly.

Cost. Thou hast no feeling of it, Moth: I will

speak that l'envoy:

I, Costard, running out, that was safely within,

Fell over the threshold and broke my shin.

Arm. We will talk no more of this matter.

Cost. Till there be more matter in the shin.

Arm. Sirrah Costard, I will enfranchise thee.

Cost. O! marry me to one Frances: I smell

some l'envoy, some goose, in this.

Arm. By my sweet soul, I mean setting thee

at liberty, enfreedoming thy person: thou wert

immured, restrained, captivated, bound.

Cost. True, true, and now you will be my pur-

gation and let me loose.

Arm. I give thee thy liberty, set thee from

 107 hath bargain; cf. n.

116 market; cf. n.

119 sensibly: feelingly

