this way. What shall we do?"
"Truly," says Thomas, "I am at a great loss what to do; for I find if it
comes down into Wapping I shall be turned out of my lodging." And thus
they began to talk of it beforehand.
_John._ Turned out of your lodging, Tom? If you are, I don't know
who will take you in; for people are so afraid of one another now,
there is no getting a lodging anywhere.
_Tho._ Why, the people where I lodge are good civil people, and
have kindness for me too; but they say I go abroad every day to my
work, and it will be dangerous; and they talk of locking themselves
up, and letting nobody come near them.
_John._ Why, they are in the right, to be sure, if they resolve to
venture staying in town.
_Tho._ Nay, I might even resolve to stay within doors too; for,
except a suit of sails that my master has in hand, and which I am
just finishing, I am like to get no more work a great while.
There's no trade stirs now, workmen and servants are turned off
everywhere; so that I might be glad to be locked up too. But I do
not see that they will be willing to consent to that any more than
to the other.
_John._ Why, what will you do then, brother? And what shall I do?
for I am almost as bad as you. The people where I lodge are all
gone into the country but a maid, and she is to go next week, and
to shut the house quite up; so that I shall be turned adrift to the
wide world before you: and I am resolved to go away too, if I knew
but where to go.
_Tho._ We were both distracted we did not go away at first, when we
might ha' traveled anywhere: there is no stirring now. We shall be
starved if we pretend to go out of town. They won't let us have
victuals, no, not for our money, nor let us come into the towns,
much less into their houses.
_John._ And, that which is almost as bad, I have but little money
to help myself with, neither.
_Tho._ As to that, we might make shift. I have a little, though not
much; but I tell you there is no stirring on the road. I know a
couple of poor honest men in our street have attempted to travel;
and at Barnet,[186] or Whetstone, or thereabout, the people offered
to fire at them if they pretended to go forward: so they are come
back again quite discouraged.
_John._ I would have ventured their fire, if I
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