The Old Inns of Old England, Volume 1 (of 2): A Picturesque Account of the Ancient and Storied Hostelries of Our Own CountryHarper, Charles G. (Charles George)
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The Old Inns of Old England, Volume 1 (of 2): A Picturesque Account of the Ancient and Storied Hostelries of Our Own Country
Harper, Charles G. (Charles George)
England -- Social life and customs; Hotels -- England
_2 Car._ Time enough to go to bed with a candle, I warrant
thee.--Come, neighbour Mugs, we’ll call up the gentlemen; they will
along with company, for they have great charge.
[_Exeunt_ Carriers.
_Gads._ What, ho! chamberlain!
_Cham._ [_Within._] At hand, quoth pick-purse.
_Gads._ That’s even as fair as--at hand, quoth the chamberlain: for
thou variest no more from picking of purses, than giving direction
doth from labouring; thou lay’st the plot how.
_Enter_ Chamberlain.
_Cham._ Good morrow, master Gadshill. It holds current that I told you
yesternight: There’s a franklin in the wild of Kent, hath brought
three hundred marks with him in gold: I heard him tell it to one of
his company, last night at supper; a kind of auditor; one that hath
abundance of charge too, God knows what. They are up already, and call
for eggs and butter: They will away presently.
_Gads._ Sirrah, if they meet not with saint Nicholas’ clerks, I’ll
give thee this neck.
_Cham._ No, I’ll none of it: I pr’ythee, keep that for the hangman;
for, I know, thou worship’st saint Nicholas as truly as a man of
falsehood may.
_Gads._ What talkest thou to me of the hangman? if I hang, I’ll make a
fat pair of gallows: for, if I hang, old sir John hangs with me; and,
thou knowest, he’s no starveling. Tut! there are other Trojans that
thou dreamest not of, the which, for sport sake, are content to do the
profession some grace; that would, if matters should be looked into,
for their own credit sake, make all whole. I am joined with no foot
land-rakers, no long-staff, six-penny strikers; none of these mad,
mustachio purple-hued malt-worms: but with nobility, and tranquillity;
burgomasters, and great oneyers; such as can hold in; such as will
strike sooner than speak, and speak sooner than drink, and drink
sooner than pray: And yet I lie; for they pray continually to their
saint, the commonwealth; or, rather, not pray to her, but prey on her;
for they ride up and down on her, and make her their boots.
_Cham._ What, the commonwealth their boots? will she hold out water in
foul way?
_Gads._ She will, she will; justice hath liquored her. We steal as in
a castle, cock-sure; we have the receipt of fern-seed, we walk
invisible.
_Cham._ Nay, by my faith; I think you are more beholden to the night,
than to fern-seed, for your walking invisible.
_Gads._ Give me thy hand: thou shalt have a share in our purchase, as
I am a true man.
_Cham._ Nay, rather let me have it, as you are a false thief.
_Gads._ Go to; _Homo_ is a common name to all men. Bid the ostler
bring my gelding out of the stable. Farewell, you muddy knave.
[_Exeunt._
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