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 Mos. I for Francklin thinks that we haue murthred him.

Ales. I but he can not proue it for his lyfe, Wele spend this night in daliance and in sport.

Mic. O mistres the Maior and all the watch, Are comming towards our house with glaues & billes.

Ales. Make the dore fast, let them not come in,

Mos. Tell me swete Ales how shal I escape?

Ales. Out at the back dore, ouer the pyle of woode. And for one night ly at the floure deluce,

Mos. That is the next way to betray my selfe.

Gre. Alas M. Arden the watch will take me here, And cause suspition, where els would be none.

Ales Why take that way that M. Mosbie doeth, But first conuey the body to the fields. Then they beare the body into the fields

Mos. Until to morrow, swéete Ales now farewel, And see you confesse nothing in any case.

Gre. Be resolute M. Ales, betray vs not, But cleaue to vs as we wil stick to you,

Ales Now let the indge and iuries do their worst, My house is cleare, and now I seare them not.

Susan As we went it snowed al the way, Which makes me feare, our footesteps will be spyed.

Ales Peace foole, the snow wil couer them againe.

Susan But it had done before we came back againe.

Ales Hearke hearke, they knocke, go Michaell let them in.Now now M. Maior, haue you brought my husband home

Maior, I sawe him come into your house an hour agoe

Ales. You are deceiued, it was a Londoner,

Maior Mistres Arden know you not one that is called blacke Will.

Ales I know none such, what meane these questions Maior