Chat. A theevisher knave is not on live, more filching, nor more false;
Many a truer man then he hase hanged up by the halse;[735]
And thou, his dame,—of al his theft thou art the sole receaver;[736] 70
For Hodge to catch, and thou to kepe, I never knew none better!
Gammer. Sir reverence[737] of your masterdome, and you were out adoore,
Chold be so bolde, for al hir brags, to cal her arrant whoore;
And ich knew Hodge as bad as tow,[738] ich wish me endlesse sorow
And chould not take the pains to hang him up before to morow! 75
Chat. What have I stolne from the or thine, thou ilfavored olde trot?
Gammer. A great deale more, by Gods blest, then chever by the got!