Doctor Rat. What would ye have me to do? tell me, that I were gone,
I will do the best that I can to set you both at one.
But be ye sure dame Chat hath this your nee'le found?
Gammer. Here comes the man, that see her take it up off the ground,
Ask him yourself, Master Rat, if ye believe not me,
And help me to my nee'le, for God's sake and Saint Charity.[276]
Doctor Rat. Come near, Diccon, and let us hear what thou can express.
Wilt thou be sworn, thou seest dame Chat this woman's nee'le have?
Diccon. Nay, by Saint Benet, will I not, then might ye think me rave.[277]