_Tib. Talk._ Mary the more loute he for his comming hither. And the lesse good he can to listen maidens talke. 85 I care not and I go byd him hence for to walke: It were well done to knowe what he maketh here away.[404] _R. Royster_ [_aside_]. Nowe myght I speake to them, if I wist what to say. _M. Mumbl._ Nay we will go both off, and see what he is. _R. Royster._ One that hath hearde all your talke and singyng ywis. 90 _Tib. Talk._ The more to blame you, a good thriftie husbande[405] Woulde elsewhere have had some better matters in hande. _R. Royster._ I dyd it for no harme, but for good love I beare, To your dame mistresse Custance, I did your talke heare. And Mistresse nource I will kisse you for acquaintance. 95 _M. Mumbl._ I come anon sir. _Tib. Talk._ Faith I would our dame Custance Sawe this geare. _M. Mumbl._ I must first wipe al cleane, yea I must. _Tib. Talk._ Ill chieue[406] it dotyng foole, but it must be cust. [ROYSTER _kisses_ MUMBLECRUST.] _M. Mumbl._ God yelde[407] you sir, chad[408] not so much ichotte[408] not whan, Nere since chwas bore chwine, of such a gay gentleman. 100 _R. Royster._ I will kisse you too[,] mayden[,] for the good will I beare you. B iv _Tib Talk._ No forsoth, by your leave ye shall not kisse me. _R. Royster._ Yes be not afearde, I doe not disdayne you a whit. _Tib. Talk._ Why shoulde I feare you? I have not so little wit, Ye are but a man I knowe very well. 105 _R. Royster._ Why then? _Tib. Talk._ Forsooth for I wyll not, I use not to kisse men. _R. Royster._ I would faine kisse you too good maiden, if I myght. _Tib. Talk._ What shold that neede? _R. Royster._ But to honor you by this light. I use to kisse all them that I love[,] to God I vowe. _Tib. Talk._ Yea sir? I pray you when dyd ye last kisse your cowe.[409] 110 _R. Royster._ Ye might be proude to kisse me, if ye were wise. _Tib. Talk._ What promotion were therein? _R. Royster._ Nourse is not so nice.[410] _Tib. Talk._ Well I have not bene taught to kissing and licking. _R. Royster._ Yet I thanke you mistresse Nourse, ye made no sticking. _M. Mumbl._ I will not sticke for a kosse with such a man as you. 115 _Tib. Talk._ They that lust: I will againe to my sewyng now. _An. Alyfac_[_e_, _re-entering_]. Tidings hough, tidings, dame Custance greeteth you well. _R. Royster._ Whome me? _An. Alyface._ You sir? no sir? I do no suche tale tell. _R. Royster._ But and she knewe me here. _An. Alyface._ Tybet Talke apace, Your mistresse Custance and mine, must speake with your grace. _Tib. Talk._ With me? _An. Alyface._ Ye muste come in to hir out of all doutes.