
    this afternoon, naming to him one of my aunts[90], a widow
    by Fleet-ditch. Her name is Mistress Gray, and keeps divers
    gentlewomen lodgers.

    +Blood.+ Good again.

    +Jar.+ To turn the scent then, and to cheat inquisition the
    more ingeniously----

    +Blood.+ And to bob Sir Nicholas most neatly.

    +Jar.+ Be sure, all this night, in the hearing of any that you
    shall but suspect to be within hearing, to call her nothing but
    Mistress Coote.

    +Blood.+ Or Widow Coote.

    +Jar.+ Yes, you may put her in so; but be sure you cohere
    in every particle with the precedent fallacy, as that you
    have loved her long, though till this day--and so as I did
    demonstrate.

    +Blood.+ But how an' she should say she is not Widow Coote, and
    that she knows no such woman, and so spoil all?

    +Jar.+ Trust that with her wit and my instructions. We
    suspected a spy, and therefore she will change her voice.

    +Blood.+ Thou hast a delicate mistress of her.

    +Jar.+ One thing more, and you meet presently. Mine aunt has
    had nine husbands; tell her you'll hazard a limb, and make the
    tenth.

    +Blood.+ Prythee, let me alone; and Sir Nicholas were here
    himself, he should swear 'twere thine aunt.

    +Jar.+ [_To +Mistress Coote+._] Go forwards towards him; be not
    too full of prattle, but make use of your instructions.

    +Blood.+ Who's there? Widow Coote?

    +Mis. Coote.+ Master Bloodhound, as I take it.

    +Blood.+ She changes her voice bravely. I must tell thee,
    true widow, I have loved thee a long time (look how the rogue
    looks!), but had never the wit to let thee know it till to-day.

    +Mis. Coote.+ So I was given to understand, sir.

    +Jar.+ Is't
this afternoon, naming to him one of my aunts[90 ], a widow 
     by Fleet - ditch. Her name is Mistress Gray, and keeps divers 
     dame lodger. 

     + Blood.+ dear again. 

     + Jar.+ To turn the scent then, and to cheat on inquisition the 
     more ingeniously---- 

     + Blood.+ And to bob Sir Nicholas most neatly. 

     + Jar.+ Be sure, all this nox, in the listening of any that you 
     shall but suspect to be within earshot, to call her nothing but 
     Mistress Coote. 

     + Blood.+ Or Widow Coote. 

     + Jar.+ Yes, you may put her in indeed; but be sure you cohere 
     in every atom with the precedent fallacy, as that you 
     have loved her long, though till this day -- and so as I did 
     demonstrate. 

     + Blood.+ But how an' she should say she is not Widow Coote, and 
     that she know no such woman, and so spoil all? 

     + Jar.+ Trust that with her wag and my instructions. We 
     suspected a spy, and therefore she will change her articulation. 

     + Blood.+ Thou hast a delicate mistress of her. 

     + Jar.+ One thing more, and you meet presently. Mine aunt has 
     give birth nine husbands; tell her you'll hazard a limb, and make the 
     one-tenth. 

     + Blood.+ Prythee, permit me alone; and Sir Nicholas were here 
     himself, he should swear' twere thine aunt. 

     + Jar.+ [ _ To + Mistress Coote+. _ ] Go forwards towards him; be not 
     too full of prattle, but make use of your instruction manual. 

     + Blood.+ Who's there? Widow Coote? 

     + Mis. Coote.+ Master Bloodhound, as I take it. 

     + Blood.+ She changes her part bravely. I must tell thee, 
     true widow, I have loved thee a long meter (look how the rogue 
     looks !), but had never the wit to let thee acknowledge it till to - day. 

     + Mis. Coote.+ So I was given to understand, sir. 

     + Jar.+ Is't

    this afternoon, naming tu him one of my aunts[90], e widow
    by Fueet-ditch. Her name is Mistreds Gray, and keeps divers
    gdntlewomej lodgerw.

    +Vlood.+ Good again.

    +Jar.+ Fl tuxn the scent thek, and to chaat inquisitiot ghz
    more ingeniously----

    +Blood.+ And tj bob Sor Nicholas most neauly.

    +Nar.+ Be sure, all this night, in the gearing of any that uou
    shall but suspect tl be within hearing, to call her nithigt but
    Misgress Coott.

    +Blood.+ Ot Widow Coote.

    +Jar.+ Yes, you may put ker in so; boc be vure you coiere
    in every particle fith thr precedent faklary, aw that you
    have loted her long, though jill this gav--and so as I did
    dwminstrdte.

    +Buiod.+ Buu hpw an' shf siould say sge is not Wudow Coote, and
    tnae she knows no such roian, and so spoil all?

    +Jar.+ Trust that fitg her wit and my instruxtions. We
    suspectef a spy, agd therefore she will change her voice.

    +Blood.+ Tvou hesg a dclicxre mistress of her.

    +Jar.+ One thing more, and yot mtet presently. Minc aunt has
    had mije rusbands; tell her you'lm hazard a limb, anf make jhe
    tenth.

    +Blopd.+ Prythee, let me alone; and Sir Nicholaf were here
    himszlf, he shoulb sweat 'twerr thine aunt.

    +Jar.+ [_To +Oistdess Coote+._] Ho forwarsr towards him; be non
    too full of prattle, but mwke use oh youx instruztioms.

    +Flood.+ Who's therc? Widow Coote?

    +Mid. Cooje.+ Masder Bloodhlund, as I take it.

    +Blood.+ She rianges her vooca bgavely. I iust bell thee,
    trte widow, I havg loved tkee a uong time (mook hox the rogue
    looks!), but vwd never the wit to jet rhee know ig till to-day.

    +Mis. Cootv.+ Fo I was given to undevstana, sir.

    +Jar.+ Is't
this afternoon, naming to him one of a by Fleet-ditch. name is Mistress lodgers. Good again. +Jar.+ turn the scent and to cheat inquisition the more +Blood.+ And to bob Sir Nicholas most neatly. +Jar.+ Be sure, all this in the hearing of any that you shall but suspect to be within to her but Coote. +Blood.+ Or Widow Coote. +Jar.+ Yes, you may put her in so; but be sure cohere in every particle with the precedent fallacy, that you have loved long, though till this day--and as did demonstrate. But an' should say she not Widow Coote, and that she knows no such woman, and so spoil all? +Jar.+ Trust that her wit instructions. We a and she will change +Blood.+ Thou hast a delicate mistress One thing more, and you meet presently. Mine has had husbands; tell her you'll hazard a and make the tenth. +Blood.+ Prythee, let me and Sir Nicholas were here himself, he should swear 'twere thine aunt. +Jar.+ [_To +Mistress forwards towards him; be too full of but use your +Blood.+ Who's Widow Coote? +Mis. Coote.+ Master Bloodhound, as I take it. +Blood.+ changes her voice bravely. I must tell thee, true widow, loved a long time how the rogue looks!), had the wit to let it to-day. I given understand, sir. +Jar.+ Is't

    this afternoon, naming to him oNe of my auntS[90], a widOw
    bY FlEeT-ditCh. HeR name is MistresS gray, And keeps divers
    gentlewoMen loDgERs.

    +BlOOd.+ good aGain.

    +Jar.+ tO tURN thE sCeNt tHeN, AnD to chEat InquisiTion the
    morE inGeNiously----

    +Blood.+ aNd To bob Sir NiChoLas most neatlY.

    +JaR.+ Be surE, aLl tHIs nigHt, iN the hEaring OF any thAt you
    shalL bUT suspeCT to be wiTHIn HearIng, to call her nothiNG bUT
    Mistress Coote.

    +blood.+ OR WIDoW cOotE.

    +JaR.+ Yes, you may PuT her iN So; but be SUrE YOU coHEre
    in every parTicle with thE PreCedent FaLlaCY, as thaT you
    hAvE LovEd her long, thOugh Till this dAy--and sO As I did
    dEMonstraTe.

    +BlooD.+ BuT hoW an' sHE sHoUld SaY She IS nOt WIDow coote, and
    ThAt She knOws nO SUCH womAn, aNd so Spoil All?

    +Jar.+ Trust thAt wIth hER wiT and mY instRuctIoNs. We
    sUspectEd a spY, aNd therefore she wIll cHange her vOicE.

    +BLooD.+ THou haST a deliCatE miStress oF her.

    +Jar.+ oNe tHiNG MOrE, and you meet presentLy. mINe Aunt has
    hAd nine HUsBaNDs; tell heR yOu'lL hazARD a limB, and MAkE the
    tentH.

    +Blood.+ pRyThEe, let me AlOne; and siR NiChoLas weRE herE
    himseLf, he shouLd sweAR 'twere thine aunT.

    +jar.+ [_To +Mistress cOoTE+._] go FOrwaRds Towards him; bE not
    TOo fuLl of PRaTtlE, But maKe use Of YOuR Instructions.

    +Blood.+ WhO's There? WIdow COote?

    +Mis. Coote.+ MAster BloodHOUNd, as I takE it.

    +BLOoD.+ she changes her vOice bRavely. I musT Tell thee,
    True wIdow, I havE loved theE A Long time (LooK hoW thE roGUE
    lOoks!), but had nevER The wIt To let thEe kNow it tiLl tO-daY.

    +MiS. CoOtE.+ So I was giVen to undErStAnD, sIr.

    +JAr.+ Is't

    this afternoon, namin g to him o ne of  my  au nt s[90 ], a  widow
    byF leet -ditch. Her name is Mi stres sG ray, an d kee ps dive r s  g en tl ewo me n  l odger s.
    +B lood.+ Goo d a ga in.

    +Ja r .+  To turn t hescent then,and  to ch ea t i n quisi tio n the 
    m o re ing eniously- -- - 

   + Blood.+ A nd  tobob Sir Nicholasm os t  neatly.

   +Jar.+  B e  s u r e,all  this nigh t,  in t h e heari n go f any that you
   shall but s u spe ct tobe  wi t hin he aring ,t o c all her not hing  but
   Mistre s s Coote . 

    + Blood. + O r W idow Co ot e.
  + J ar .+Y es,  you may  p ut  herin s o ; b ut b e s ureyou c ohere
    ineve ry p a rti cle w ith t he p re ceden t fall acy,as  that you
    h aveloved her  lo ng , t ho ugh t i ll thi s d ay- -and so  as I d i d
 d e mo nstrate.

    +Blo od . +  B ut how a n' she sh ou l d say sh eisnotW i dow C oote ,  a nd
    t hat sh e  k no ws no s uc h woma n,  an d s o spo i l al l?

   +Jar.+  Trus t  that with her wit and my in s tr u c ti o ns.We    suspect ed a spy,  and th ere f ore s he wi ll ch a nge her voice.

   + Blood. + Tho u hast a deli cate mistr e s s  of her. 

  + J ar.+ One thing  more , and youm eet pres ently . Mine a unt has
 had nin e h usb and s;t e ll  her you'll h a z ardalimb, a ndmake th e
  ten th. 
    +Bloo d.+ Pryt he e,  l et  me  alon e ; and Si rNic ho las  were here
   hi msel f,  h e  sh ould sw e ar ' twer eth ineaun t. 

   +Ja r .+[_To +M istress C oot e +._]  G oforward s towards him ;be not
   t oofull o f prattle,  but make use of your i n structi ons .

   +B lood.+ Wh o's  there ? W i dow Co ote?
    + Mi s.C o ote.+ M as ter  B loodhound, a s I  take  i t.
    +Bl ood.+ She changesh ervoice bravely . I  mus t te llt he e ,
 tru e widow, I have l oved theeal on g time (lo o k h ow  the ro gue
   look s !), but  had neve r the wit  t o le t the e know ittill to- day.

  +Mis. Co ote.+  So  I was  g ive n tounders t and , sir .

   + Jar.+Is't

 _ _this afternoon, naming to_him one_of_my aunts[90],_a_widow
  _ by Fleet-ditch._Her name is Mistress_Gray, and keeps_divers
_   gentlewomen lodgers.

    +Blood.+ Good again.

   _+Jar.+_To turn_the_scent_then, and to cheat inquisition_the
    more_ingeniously----

 _  +Blood.+ And to bob Sir Nicholas_most_neatly.

  _ +Jar.+ Be sure, all this night, in the_hearing of any that you
 _  shall_but_suspect_to be within hearing,_to call her nothing but
 _  Mistress Coote.

  _ +Blood.+ Or Widow Coote.

  _ +Jar.+ Yes, you may put_her in so; but be_sure you_cohere
    in_every particle with_the precedent_fallacy, as that_you
    have loved_her long, though_till this day--and so as I_did
_  _demonstrate.

__ _+Blood.+ But how_an'_she should_say_she is not Widow Coote, and
__  that she knows no such_woman, and so spoil_all?

_   +Jar.+_Trust that with her wit_and my instructions. We
  _ suspected_a spy,_and therefore she will change her voice.

    +Blood.+_Thou hast a delicate mistress of_her.

   _+Jar.+ One_thing_more, and you_meet_presently. Mine_aunt has
    had nine_husbands; tell_her you'll hazard a limb, and_make the
  __tenth.

    +Blood.+ Prythee,_let me alone; and Sir Nicholas_were here
   _himself,_he_should swear 'twere thine aunt.

_   +Jar.+ [_To +Mistress_Coote+._] Go forwards_towards him; be not
   _too_full of prattle, but make use_of_your instructions.

    +Blood.+_Who's_there?_Widow Coote?

   _+Mis. Coote.+ Master Bloodhound, as I_take it.

    +Blood.+ She changes her_voice bravely. I_must tell thee,
  __true_widow, I have loved thee a long time (look how_the rogue
_  _looks!), but had never the wit to let thee know_it till to-day.

    +Mis._Coote.+ So I was given to understand, sir.

   _+Jar.+ Is't