But he that hard it told me, who thou of late didst name,
Diccon, whom al men knowes, it was the very same. 155
Bayly. This is the case: you lost your nedle about the dores,
And she answeres againe, she hase no cocke of yours;
Thus in you[r] talke and action, from that you do intend,
She is whole five mile wide, from that she doth defend.
Will you say she hath your cocke?
Gammer. No, mary,[744] sir, that chil not, 160
Bayly. Will you confesse hir neele?
Chat. Will I? No sir, will I not.