I don't know but what it is so now: I may as well tell the Squire everything myself--I should get you off my back, if I got nothing else.

And, after all, he'll know some time.

She's been threatening to come herself and tell him.

So, don't flatter yourself that your secrecy's worth any price you choose to ask.
You drain me of money till I have got nothing to pacify _her_ with, and she'll do as she threatens some day.

It's all one.