there not milking-time, when you are going to bed, or [kiln-hole],
to [whistle off] these secrets, but you must be tittle-tattling
before all our guests? 'tis well they are whispering:
[clamour] your tongues, and not a word more.
Mop. I have done. Come, you promised me a tawdry-lace
and a pair of sweet gloves.
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Clo. Have I not told thee how I was cozened by the
way and lost all my money?
Ant. And indeed, sir, there are cozeners abroad; therefore