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  • Title: The Honest Whore, Part 1 (Quarto 1, 1604)
  • Editor: Joost Daalder
  • Contributing editor: Brett Greatley-Hirsch
  • Coordinating editor: Brett Greatley-Hirsch
  • General textual editor: Eleanor Lowe
  • ISBN: 978-1-55058-490-5

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    Authors: Thomas Dekker, Thomas Middleton
    Editor: Joost Daalder
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    The Honest Whore, Part 1 (Quarto 1, 1604)

    THE HONEST WHORE.
    Cast. Sblood, whats that to you: Ile haue a penny worth.
    Can. A penny-worth! why you shall: Ile serue you (presently.
    2. Pren. Sfoot, a penny-worth mistris!
    565Mist. A penny-worth! call you these Gentlemen?
    Cast. No, no: not there.
    Can. What then kinde Gentle-man? what at this corner (here?
    Cast. No nor there neither.
    Ile haue it iust in the middle, or els not.
    570Can. Iust in the middle: - ha - you shall too: what?
    Haue you a single penny>?
    Cast. Yes, heeres one. Can. Lend it me I pray.
    Flu. An exlent followed iest.
    Wife. What will he spoile the Lawne now?
    575Can. Patience, good wife.
    Wife. I, that patience makes a foole of you: Gentlemen,
    you might ha found some other Citizen to haue made a
    kind gull on, besides my husband.
    Can. Pray Gentlemen take her to be a woman,
    580Do not regard her language. -- O kinde soule:
    Such words will driue away my customers,
    Wife. Customers with a murrē: call you these customers?
    Can. Patience, good wife. Wife. Pax, a your patience.
    Geor. Sfoot mistris, I warrant these are some cheating
    585companions.
    Can. Looke you Gentleman, theres your ware, I thank
    you, I haue your mony; heare, pray know my shop, pray
    let me haue your custome.
    Wife. Custome quoth a.
    Can. Let me take more of your money.
    590Wife. You had need so.
    Pio. Harke in thine eare, thast lost an hundred duckets.
    Cast. Well, well, I knowt: ist possible that Homo,
    Should be nor man, nor woman: not once mooud;
    No not at such an iniurie, not at all!
    595Sure hees a pigeon, for he has no gall.
    Flu. Come, come, y'are angry tho you smother it:
    Yare vext ifaith, - confesse. Can. Why Gentle-men
    Should you conceit me to be vext or moou'd?
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