_Harry._--Why, Ned, I have observed that all along you have called her
madam whenever you named her, but I hope it is not a custom here at
York, to call your chamber-maids madam at every word.
_Ned._--Yes, faith we do, and they themselves call one another so, for
if there be five or six of them together at the parting with one
another, you shall hear them take leave of one another with, "Madam,
good-night to you," says one; "Madam, your servant," says another; "Pray
my service to you know who"----'Tis very true, Harry.
_Harry._--How could you ever expect Ned, that such an one would make you
a good wife that minded nothing but her pride.
_Ned._--Well, Harry, but you are mistaken, for some of them do make very
good wives and are very good housewives too.
_Harry._--How long were you a-courting her, before she gave consent to
marry you?
_Ned._--Why, about a year or more, and all that while I very little did
mind myself for minding of her, for I was fain to watch her as a cat
watcheth a mouse, for fear of a rival. At last I told her I hoped now
she would consent to marry me, if not, to tell me so, for it was a great
loss to me to lose my time so day after day. Upon these words she told
me she thought I was in earnest, but she did not much like the house I
lived in. I told her it was a very pretty house, and I should be glad to
see her in it. Upon this she smiled and gave me her consent.
_Harry._--Was you asked in the church, Ned, or had you a license?
_Ned._--I went on purpose to ask her that question, and she told me she
was a gentlewoman born, and did not care to be asked in the church, for,
she said, there was nobody asked in the church but cook-maids and
kitchen-maids, so it cost me about twenty shillings for a license. Well,
married we were, and very merry were we that day.
_Harry._--But now, Ned, in the second place, come tell me how you and
your wife agree together, for I think it is said your York wives will be
masters of their husbands in less than a year's time if possible they
can. Well then, Ned, I do suppose it is with you as with most of your
neighbours, your wife is the master?
_Ned._--Faith, Harry, not much matter (scratching his head), but I doubt
she'll come and find us together, and then there will be----
_Harry._--What then, Ned, let her come, I have a mug or two at her
service and shall be glad to see her.
_Ned._--So shall not I, Harry.
_Harry._--Why, Ned, how can she be angry with you when she sees you with
an old acquaintance you have not seen for two or three years?
_Ned._--That's nothing.
_Harry._--What, Ned, do not you agree then really, and has been married
but three years. Suppose she should come, what would or could she say to
you?
_Ned._--Dear Harry, do not desire me to tell you, for if I would, and if
you should happen to tell it again, and it should come to her ears that
it was I told you, I might as well run my country as stay at home.
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