Gammer. Why did'st not thou tell me so even here? canst thou for shame deny it?
Diccon. Ay, marry, gammer: but I said I would not abide by it.
Doctor Rat. Will you say a thing, and not stick to it to try it?
Diccon. Stick to it, quoth you, Master Rat? marry, sir, I defy it.[278]
Nay, there is many an honest man, when he such blasts hath blown
In his friend's ears, he would be loth the same by him were known:
If such a toy be used oft among the honesty,[279]
It may [not] beseem a simple man of your and my degree.
Doctor Rat. Then we be never the nearer, for all that you can tell.
Diccon. Yes, marry, sir, if ye will do by mine advice and counsel: