_Harry._--Ned, my service to you, upon my honour, as the gentleman says,
I will never say anything of it to anybody.
_Ned._--Well then, Harry, if I be out at any time, as now with you, when
I go home, as soon as I get within doors she'll begin with a pretty tone
she has learned off her neighbours.
"Oh! brave sir! You are a fine husband, you mind your business and shop,
as you promised me before we were married: do you not, you drunken dog?
you rogue, you rascal, where have you been these six hours (though it
were but three), sirrah, give me account where you have been."
_Harry._--Well, Ned, do you give her an account where you were, or what
answer do you make her?
_Ned._--All that I say to her is, "Pray, my dear, be not in such a
passion, for I was with an old friend that I have not seen two or three
years." "A pox on your old friend," says she, "and you too must go and
fill your belly with good meat and drink, and I and my poor children
starve at home, with only a little bread and cheese. A curse on the
first day I saw you."
_Harry._--Why, Ned, I hope your circumstances are not so low in the
world, but that you can afford your wife pretty well to keep house with.
_Ned._--Why, Harry, there's hardly a day but we have a joint of meat,
either boiled or roasted, and I am sure she never wants for good bread,
cheese, eggs, and butter.
_Harry._--Pray, Ned, what does she do towards maintaining your house,
does she endeavour any ways to get a penny? What portion had you with
her?
_Ned._--Harry, never marry a chamber-maid, for they bring nothing with
them but a few old clothes of their mistresses, and for house-keeping,
few of them know anything of it; for they can hardly make a pudding or a
pie, neither can they spin, nor knit, nor wash, except it be a few laces
to make themselves fine withal.
_Harry._--What would she be at?
_Ned_--Why always a-gossiping, there is such a company of them in our
street that there's never a day but some or other of them meet together.
_Harry._--Where do they meet?
_Ned._--Where the best country ale is.
_Harry._--What, do they make a sitting of it when they meet?
_Ned._--A sitting of it; yes, yes, they will sit from three till ten at
night, and drink like fishes, and talk against their husbands.
_Harry._--What do you say when she comes home? Do you not ask her where
she has been that she stayed so late?
_Ned._--I dare not say one word to her, but am glad she will let me go
to bed and sleep quietly.
_Harry._--What becomes of your children those days; who looks after them
all this while?
_Ned._--Nobody but a silly maid she hired who can do nothing; I am fain
as well as I can, to boil them their milk for their suppers and help to
get them to bed.
_Harry._--Does not she ask when she comes home how her children do, and
who gave them their suppers and got them to bed?
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