In this place or that, I care not whether. 240
Tyb. Than go to, brynge the trestels[260] hyther.
Abyde[261] a whyle, let me put of my gown!
But yet I am afrayde to lay it down,
For I fere it shal be sone stolen.
[Johan.] And yet it may lye safe ynough unstolen. 245
[Tyb.] It may lye well here, and I lyst,—
But, by cokkis soule, here hath a dogge pyst;
And if I shulde lay it on the harth bare, A iv
It myght hap to be burned, or I were ware,