Had we no talk of Mosbie yesternight?

Franklin. Mistress Alice, I heard you name him once or twice.

Alice. And thereof came it, and therefore blame not me.

Arden. I know it did, and therefore let it pass. 80

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I must to London, sweet Alice, presently.

Alice. But tell me, do you mean to stay there long?

Arden. No longer there till my affairs be done.

Franklin. He will not stay above a month at most.

Alice. A month? ay me! Sweet Arden, come again

Within a day or two, or else I die.

Arden. I cannot long be from thee, gentle Alice.

Whilst Michael fetch our horses from the field,

Franklin and I will down unto the quay;

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For I have certain goods there to unload. 90

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Meanwhile prepare our breakfast, gentle Alice;

For yet ere noon we’ll take horse and away.

Alice. Ere noon he means to take horse and away!

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