"Nay," sche seyd, "so mut y the,
"Nay," says she, Ty{l~l} myne husbond come and se,
"not till my I schrewe hym ?at yt ?ought." 189
husband sees you." The lord arose and lokyd abowte
The Lord tries to If he myght eny where gete owte,
get out, but Butt yt holpe hy{m~} ryght nog{h-}t, 192
can't, The wallys were so thycke w_y_t_h_y{n)},
That he no where myght owte wynne
But helpe to hy{m~} were brought; 195
and then threatens And eu_er_ the lord made euy{l~l} chere,
the wife, And seyd, "dame, ?ou schalt by thys dere."
Sche seyd that sche ne roug{h-}t; 198
but she doesn't Sche seyd "I recke nere
care for that, Whyle I am here and ?ou art there,
I schrewe herre ?at ?e doth drede." 201
The lord was sone owte of her ?ought,
and goes away to The wyfe went in to her lofte,
her work. Sche satte and dyd her dede. AND HAS 204
Next day the Lord Than yt fe{l~l} on ?at o?er daye, TO BEAT FLAX
begs for food. Of mete and drynke he gan her p_ra_y, TO EARN HIS
There of he hadde gret nede. DINNER. 207
[leaf 181] He seyd, "dame, for seynt charyte,
Wyth some mete ?ou comfort me.
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