She was clapp'd down on the backside,[285] by Cock's[286] mother dear,
And there she sat sewing a halter or a band,
With no other thing but gammer's needle in her hand:
As soon as any knock, if the filth be in doubt,
She needs but once puff, and her candle is out:
Now I, sir, knowing of every door the pin,
Came nicely, and said no word, till time I was within,
And there I saw the nee'le, even with these two eyes.
Whoever say the contrary, I will swear he lies.
Doctor Rat. O Diccon, that I was not there then in thy stead!