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  • Title: The Honest Whore, Part 2 (Quarto 1, 1630)
  • Editor: Joost Daalder
  • ISBN: 978-1-55058-490-5

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    Author: Thomas Dekker
    Editor: Joost Daalder
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    The Honest Whore, Part 2 (Quarto 1, 1630)

    The Hone st Whore.
    Orl. A little tiny woman, lower then your Ladi ship by
    1115head and shoulders, but as mad a wench as euer vnlaced a
    petticote: these things should I indeed haue deliuered to my
    Lord your Husband.
    Infae . They are deliuered better: Why should she send
    backe these things?
    1120 Orl. Ware, ware, there's knauery.
    Infae . Strumpets like cheating game sters will not win
    At fir st: these are but baites to draw him in.
    How might I learne his hunting houres?
    Orl. The Iri sh Footman can tell you all his hunting
    1125houres, the Parke he hunts in, the Doe he would strike, that
    Iri sh Shackatory beates the bu sh for him, and knowes all;
    he brought that Letter, and that Ring; he is the Carrier.
    Infae . Knowe st thou what other gifts haue pa st betweene
    them?
    1130 Orl. Little S. Patricke knowes all.
    Infae . Him Ile examine presently.
    Orl. Not while st I am here, sweet Madam.
    Infae . Be gon then, & what lyes in me command. Exit Orl.

    Enter Bryan.
    1135 Infae . Come hither sirra, how much co st those Satins, and
    cloth of Siluer, which my husband sent by you to a low
    Gentlewoman yonder?
    Bry. Faat Sattins? faat Siluers, faat low Gentlefolkes?
    dow prate st dow knowe st not what, yfaat la.
    1140 Infae . She there, to whom you carried letters.
    Bry. By dis hand and bod dow sai st true, if I did so, oh
    how? I know not a letter a de Booke yfaat la.
    Infae . Did your Lord neuer send you with a Ring, sir, set
    with a Diamond?
    1145 Bry. Neuer, sa crees sa me, neuer; he may runne at a tow-
    sand rings yfaat, and I neuer hold his stirrop, till he leape in-
    to de saddle. By S. Patricke, Madam, I neuer touch my Lords
    Diamond, nor euer had to doe, yfaat la, with any of his pre-
    cious stones.
    Enter