`` Cozen ! cozen ! '' cried the third man . `` I would I could see the man that could cozen me ! He were a cozener indeed ! Nay , I was not born yesterday . I can see a church when it hath a steeple on it ; and for my part , gossip Arblaster , methinks there is some sense in this young man . Shall we go hear him , indeed ? Say , shall we go hear him ? '' `` I would look gladly on a pottle of strong ale , good Master Pirret , '' returned Arblaster . `` How say ye , Tom ? But then the wallet is empty . '' `` I will pay , '' said the other -- `` I will pay . I would fain see this matter out ; I do believe , upon my conscience , there is gold in it . '' `` Nay , if ye get again to drinking , all is lost ! '' cried Tom . `` Gossip Arblaster , ye suffer your fellow to have too much liberty , '' returned Master Pirret . `` Would ye be led by a hired man ? Fy , fy ! '' `` Peace , fellow ! ''
said Arblaster , addressing XXXXX .
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