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Bawd What would you have me be, an I be not a woman? MARINA An honest woman, or not a woman. Bawd Marry, whip thee, gosling: I think I shall have MARINA The gods defend me! Bawd If it please the gods to defend you by men, then men Re-enter BOULT Now, sir, hast thou cried her through the market? BOULT I have cried her almost to the number of her hairs; Bawd And I prithee tell me, how dost thou find the BOULT 'Faith, they listened to me as they would have Bawd We shall have him here to-morrow with his best ruff on. BOULT To-night, to-night. But, mistress, do you know the Bawd Who, Monsieur Veroles? BOULT Ay, he: he offered to cut a caper at the |
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