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mighty storm, only because Simon put on his roast-meat cloathes. Thus she began the matter. Why how now, pray what is to-day, that you must put on your holiday cloathes? with a pye-crust to you, what do you intend to do, say you, tell me quickly? Nothing, said Simon, but to walk about with you, sweet wife, as is common the day after marriage. No, no, said Margery, this must not, nor shall not be. It is very well known I have brought you a considerable fortune; forty shillings in money and a good milk cow, four fat wedders, with half a dozen ewes and lambs, likewise geese, hens, and turkeys; also a sow and pigs, with other moveables, worth more than any of your crook-backed generation is able to give you. And do you think you shall lead as lewd a life now as you did before you was married; but if you do, then say my name is not Margery. Now I have got you within the bands of matrimony, I will make you know what it is to be married; therefore, to work, you rascal, and take care that what I have brought is not consumed; for if you do not, what will become of your wife and children, if you are able to get any?
Now Simon looked like one that had neither sense nor reason, but stood amazed, as
