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 And the lands whereof my husband is possest, Shall be intytled as they were before.

Gre. Will you keepe promise with me?

Ales. Or count me false and periurde, whilst I liue,

Gre. Then heeres my hand Ile haue him so dispatcht, Ile vp to London straight, Ile thether poast, And neuer rest, til I haue compast it, Till then farewell.

Ales. Good Fortune follow all your forward thoughts And whosoeuer doth attempt the deede, A happie hand I wish and so farewell. All this goes well, Mosbie I long for thee To let thee know all that I haue contriued,

Mos How now Ales whats the newes,

Ales. Such as will content thee well sweete hart,

Mos. Well let them passe a while, and tell me Ales, How haue you dealt, and tempered with my sister What will she haue my neighbour Clarke, or no?

Ales. What M. Mosbie let him wooe him self, Thinke you that maides looke not for faire wordes, Go to her Clarke shees all alone within, Michaell my man is cleane out of her bookes. Clarke I thanke you mistres Arden, I will in, And if faire Susan, and I can make a gree, You shall command me to the vttermost, As farre as either goods or lyfe may streatch.

Mos. Now Ales lets heare thy newes?

Ales. They be so good, that I must laugh for ioy, Before I can begin to tell my tale.

Mos. Lets heare them, that I may laugh for company

Ales. This morning M. Greene, dick greene I meane, From whome my husband had the Abby land, Came hether railing for to know the trueth, Whether my husband had the lands by grant, I tould