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Shal. Tur, Sir, I could have told you more; in there times you stand on distance, your parles, stoccado's, and I know not what: 'tis the heart, master Page; 'tis here, ’ris here. I have seen the time, with my long sword, I would have made you four tall fellows skip
Hot. Here, boys, here, here: shall we wag?
Page. lave with you ; I had rather hear them scoli than fight.
[Exeunt Holt, Shallow and Page. Ford. Tho' Page be a secure fool, (15) and stand to firmly on his wife's fealty, yet I cannot put off my opinion to easily. She was in his company at Page's house ; and what they made there, I know not. Well, I will look further into't; and I have a disguise to sound Falsiaf: if I find her honeft, I lose not my labour; if she be otherwise, 'tis labour well bestow'd.
[Exit. SCENE changes to the Garter-Inn.
Enter Falftaff and Piftol. Fal. Will not lend thee a penny.
Pift. Why then the world's mine oyster, which I with fword will open.od will retort the tum in equipage.
Fal. Not a penny. I have been content, Sir, you Mould lay my countenance to pawn; I have grated upon my good friends for three reprieves for you, and your couch-fellow, Nim; or else you had look'd throuzh the grate, like a geminy of baboons. I am damn'd in bell for swearing to gentleinen, my friends, you were good soldiers, and tail fellows. And when mift:els Bridge! loit the handle of her fan, I took't upon mine honour, thou hadit it not.
Piff, Didit thou not share? hadit thou not fifteen pence?
(15) And fand so firmly on his soife's frailty,] No, surely; Page food lightly to the opinion of her honesty, and would not entertain a thought of her being fail. I have therefore venturd to fubftitate
word corrépondent in the fenfe requir’d; and one, which our Peet frequently uses, to signify conjugal fuithe
Fal. Two thousand, fair woman, and I'll vouchfae (16) Go, a sort knife, and a thong,] All the old copies bave it, throng : as I believe, the Author design'd; i. e. a kort knive and a crour, the two requisites for a pick-pocket. Picki-hatch, as wc.
Fal. Reason, you rogue; reason : think't thou, I'll endanger my soul gratis ? At a word, harig no more about me, I am no gibber for you : (16) , a short knive, and a throng, to your manor of Pickt hatch; go, you'll not bear a letter for me, you rogue! you Atar.d upon your honour! why, thou un confinable baseness, it is as much as I can do to keep the term of my honour precise. 1, 1, I mysel: fometimes, leaving the fear of heaven on the leit hand, and hiding mine honour in my necefiry, am fain to hufte, to hedge and to lurch; and yet you rogue will ensconce your tags, your cat-a-mountain looks, your phrases, and your buld-beating oaths, under the shiel. ter of your honour! you will not do it, you! Pijl. I do relent; what wouidit thou wore of man?
Enter Mifres Quickly,
. I'll be sworn, as my mother was, the firf hour I was born.
Fel. I do believe the swearer : what with me?
Quic. Shall I vouchfa fe your worship a word or two thee the hearing.
Quic. There is one mistress Ford, Sir: ! pray, come a little nearer this ways: I myself dwell with Mra Doctor Caius.
Fal. Well, on: mistress Ford, you say,
may find by many places in Ben Jobno”, sbiewes and Prum.persa
was a noted harbour for
Quic. Your worship says very true: I pray your worship, come a little nearer this ways.
Fal. I warrant thee, no body hears : mine own people, mine own people.
Quic. Are they lo ? heav'n bless them, and make them his servants.
Fal. Well: mistress Ford, what of her ?
Quic. Why, Sir, he's a good creature. ord, Lord, your worship's a wanton ; well, heav'n forgive you, and all of us, I pray
Fal. Mistress Ford, come, mistress Ford
Quic. Marry, this is the fort and the long of it; you have brought her into such a canaries, as 'tis wonderful : the best courrier of them all, when the court lay at Windsor, could never have brought her to such à canary
Yet there has been Knights, and Lords, and Gentlemen, with their coaches ; I warrant you, coach after coach, letter afier letter, gift after gift, smelling so sweetly; all musk; and lo russling, I warrant you, in folk and gold, and in such alligani terms, and in such wine and sugar of the best, and the fairest, that would have won any woman's heart; and, I warrant you, they could never get an eye-wink of her. I had myself twenty angels given me this morning: but I defy all angels, in any such fort as they say, but in the way of honesty; and I warrant you, they could never ger her so much as ssp on a cup,
with the proudest of them all: and yet there has been Earls, nay, which is more, Pensioners; but, I warrant you, all is one with her, Fal. But what tays she to me: be brief, my good
Quic. Marry, she hath receiv'd your letter, for the which she thanks you a thousand times; and the gives you to notify, that her husband will be absence from his house between ten and eleven.
Fal. Ten and eleven,
Quic. Ay, forsooth; and then you may come and see the picture, he says, that you 'wot of : master Ford, her husband, will be from home. Alas! the sweet
woman leads an ill life with him, he's a very jealousya man ; she leads a very frampold life with him, good heart.
Fal. Ten and eleven : woman, commend me to her, I will not fail her.
Quic. Why, you say well : But I have another mesa senger to your worship; miftreis page has her hearły cominendat ons to you too; and let me tell you in your ear, she's as fartuous a civil modeft wire, and one (I tell you, that will not miss you morning nor evening prayer, as any is in Windjer, whce'er be the other; and the bade me tell your worship, that her husband is feldom from home, but, she hopes, there will come a time. I never knew a woman lo doat upon a man; durely, I think you have charms, la ; yes, in truth.
Fal. Not !, I assure theę; setting ihe attraction of m! good pores afide, I have no other charms.
21.6. Blefing on your heart for't.
ial. But I pray thee, tell me this ; bas Ford's wife, and Page's wife, acquainted (ach other how they love me !
Quic. That were a jeft, indeed ; they have not fo Licile grace, I hope ; that were a priek, indeed! bot miltreis Page would defire you to send her your little Jage, of all loves : her husband has a marvelous in ection to the lit:le page; ani, truly, master Page is an honest man. Never a wife in Il'indfor leads a better life, than the does; do what he will, Ey what fie will, take all, pay all. go to bed when he lift, rile whin the lift, all is as she will; and, truly, the deserves. it; for if there be a kind woman in Windsor., truly, Me
You must send her your page; no remedy. Fal, Why, I will.
Quic. Nay, but do so then; and, look you, he may come and go between you both, and in any case have a näy-word, that you may know one another's mind: and ihe boy never need to underfiand any thing; for 'tis not good, that children should know any wickedness: old folks, you know, have discretion, as they say, and know the world.
fal. Fare thee weil; commend me to them both : there's my purse, I am yet thy debtor. Boy, go along with this woman.
This news distracts me.
[Exe. Quick and Robin. Pift. This punk is one of Cupid's carriers : Clap on more fails; pursue; up with your fights; Give fire ! she is my prize, or ocean whelin them all!
[Exit Piftol. Fal. Say'lt thou fo, old Jack? go thy ways; I'll make more of thy old body, than I have done; wilt they yet look after thee? Wilt thou, after the expence of so much money, be now a gainer? good body, I than thee ; let them say, 'tis grossly done ; fo be is. fairly done, no matter.
Enter Bardo'ph. Bard. Sir John, there's one master Erook below would fain speak with you, and be acquainted with you; and hath lent your worship a morning's draugho of sack.
Fut. Brook, is his name?
Fuil. Call him in; (Exit Bardolph.) such Brooks are welcome to me, thai o’erblow with such liquor. Ah! ah! mistress Ford and mitref. Page, have I encompals'd you ? go to, vic!
Re-enter Bardolph, with Ford di guis’d.
Ford. I make bold to press with lo little preparation upon you.
Fal. You're welcome ; what's your will? give us. leave, drawer.
[Exit Bardolph Ford. Sir, I am a gentleman that have spent much ; my liame is Brook. Fal. Good master Brack, I de fire more acquaintance:
Ford. Good Sir John, I fue for yours; not to.charge you; for I mut let you understand, I think myself in, betier plight for a lender than you are,, the which hath: