If that a thief at your window to enter should begin,
Would you hold forth your hand, and help to pull him in?
Or would[287] you keep him out? I pray you answer me.
Doctor Rat. Marry, keep him out: and a good cause why.
But I am no thief, sir, but an honest learned clerk.
Baily. Yea, but who knoweth that, when he meets you in the dark?
I am sure your learning shines not out at your nose.
Was it any marvel, though the poor woman arose,
And start up, being afraid of that was in her purse?
Me-think you may be glad that your[288] luck was no worse.