[49] See note, p. 20. [Transcriber's Note: Footnote [27]] [50] A cordial. [51] Mistress Mulligrub consoles her husband with the thought that in one week of term-time the fifteen pounds may be recovered by help of a little _sharping_ (in the way of adulterating the liquors, frothing the cans, &c.). [52] So in _2 Henry IV._ we have a mention of "Sneak's noise." ACT III. SCENE I. _Room in_ Sir HUBERT SUBBOYS' _house_. _Enter_ BEATRICE, CRISPINELLA _and_ Nurse PUTIFER. _Put._ Nay, good child o' love, once more Master Freevill's sonnet o' the kiss you gave him. _Bea._ Sha't, good nurse: [_Sings._ _Purest lips, soft banks of blisses, Self alone deserving kisses; O give me leave to_, &c. _Cri._ Pish! sister Beatrice, prithee read no more; my stomach o' late stands against kissing extremely. _Bea._ Why, good Crispinella? 9 _Cri._ By the faith and trust I bear to my face, 'tis grown one of the most unsavoury ceremonies: body o' beauty! 'tis one of the most unpleasing injurious customs to ladies: any fellow that has but one nose on his face, and standing collar and skirts also lined with taffety sarcenet, must salute us on the lips as familiarly--Soft skins save us! there was a stub-bearded John-a-Stile with a ployden's face saluted me last day and struck his bristles through my lips; I ha' spent ten shillings in pomatum since to skin them again. Marry, if a nobleman or a knight with one lock visit us, though his unclean goose-turd-green[53] teeth ha' the palsy, his nostrils smell worse than a putrified marrowbone, and his loose beard drops into our bosom, yet we must kiss him with a cursy, a curse! for my part, I had as lieve they would break wind in my lips. 25 _Bea._ Fie, Crispinella, you speak too broad. _Cri._ No jot, sister; let's ne'er be ashamed to speak what we be not ashamed to think: I dare as boldly speak venery as think venery. _Bea._ Faith, sister! I'll begone if you speak so broad.