Of which I have provided for a dear year good store,
And these benters,[117] I trow, shall anon get me more.
Will. By serving the court with coals, you gain’d all this money.
Grim. By the court only, I assure ye.
Jack. After what sort, I pray thee tell me?
Grim. Nay, there bate an ace (quod Bolton[118]); I can wear a horn and blow it not.
Jack. By ’r Lady, the wiser man.
Grim. Shall I tell you by what sleight I got all this money?
Then ich were a noddy indeed; no, no, I warrant ye.
Yet in few words I tell you this one thing,