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Hoft. No, nor I neither ; I'll be at your elbow.
Pbang. An I but fist him once; an he come but within my " vice;
Hoft. I am undone by his going; I warrant you, he's an infinitive thing upon my score :-Good master Phang, hold him sure ;-good master Snare, let him not scape. He comes continuantly to Pye-corner, (saving your manhoods) to buy a saddle ; and he's indited to dinner to the * lubbar's head in Lombard-street, to master Smooth's the silkman: I pray ye, since my exion is enter'd, and my case so openly known to the world, let him be brought in to his answer. A hundred mark is a long ' one for a poor lone woman to bear : and I have borne, and borne, and borne ; and have been fub'd off, and fub'd off, from this day to that day, that it is a shame to be thought on. There is no honesty in such dealing ; unless a woman should be made an ass, and a beaft, to bear every knave's wrong.
Enter Sir John Falstaf, Bardolph, and the Page. Yonder he comes; and that arrant ? malmsey-nose knave, Bardolph, with him. Do your offices, do your offices, master Phang, and master Snare; do me, do me, do me
Fal. How now? who's mare's dead? what's the matter?
Phang. Sir John, I arrest you at the suit of mistress Quickly.
Fal. Away, varlets !--Draw, Bardolph; cut me off the villain's head; throw the quean in the kennel.
u vice :]-grasp.
by his going ;) --if he goes upon this expedition, and leaves my debt unpaid.
* lubbar's)-libbard's, leopard's. y loan, or sum for a poor desolate woman, a widow to sik, z malmfey]-red from drinking. o the quean)-the impudent vixen,
Hoft. Throw me in the kennel? I'll throw thee in the kennel. Wilt thou ? wilt thou ? thou bastardly rogue ! -Murder, murder! O thou honey-suckle villain! wilt thou kill God's officers, and the king's ? O thou honeyseed rogue! thou art a honey-feed; "a man.queller, and a woman-queller.
Fal. Keep them off, Bardolph.
Hoft. Good people, bring a rescue or two,—Thou wo't, wo't thou ? thou wo't, wo't thou? do, do, thou rogue ! do, thou hemp-feed !
Page. Away, you scullion! you rampallian! you fultilarian! I'll tickle your catastrophe.
Enter the Chief Justice, attended. Ch. Juft. What's the matter ? keep the peace here, ho !
Hoft. Good my lord, be good to me! I beseech you, stand to me! Cb. Juft. How now, fir John ? what, are you brawling
here? Doth this become your place, your time, and business? You should have been well on your way to York.Stand from him, fellow; Wherefore hang'st thou on him?
Hoft. O my most worshipful lord, an't please your grace, I am a poor widow of East-cheap, and he is arrested at
Cb. Juft. For what sum?
Hoft. It is more than for some, my lord ; it is for all, all I have: he hath eaten me out of house and home; hę hath put all my
substance into that fat belly of his :-but
honey-feed]-homicide. a man-queller, and a woman-queller,.).-a man-flayer, a woman. player; the plague of both sexes. you foullion ? &c.]-you greasy, fusty, termagant strumpet. Q94
I will have some of it out again, or I'll ride thee o'nights, like the mare.
Fal. I think, I am as like to ride 8 the mare, if I have any vantage of ground to get up.
Ch. Juft. How comes this, fir John ? Fie! what man of good temper would endure this tempest of exclamation? Are you not alham’d, to enforce a poor widow to fo rough a course to come by her own?
Fal. What is the gross sum that I owe thee?
Hoft. Marry, if thou wert an honest man, thyself, and the money too.
Thou didst swear to me upon a parcelgilt goblet, sitting in my Dolphin-chamber, at the round table, by a sea-coal fire, on wednesday in Whitsun-week, when the prince broke thy head for likening his father to a singing-man of Windsor; thou didft swear to me then, as I was washing thy wound, to marry me, and make me my lady thy wife. Canst thou deny it? Did not goodwife Keech, the butcher's wife, come in then, and call me gossip Quickly? coming in to borrow * a mess of vinegar ; telling us, she had a good dish of prawns; whereby thou didst desire to eat some ; whereby I told thee, they were ill for a green wound? And didst thou not, when she was gone down stairs, desire me to be no more so familiarity with such poor people ; saying, that ere long they should call me madam ? And didst thou not kiss me, and bid me fetch thee thirty fillings? I put thee now to thy book-oath ; deny it, if thou canst.
Fal. My lord, this is a poor mad soul; and she says, up and down the town, that her eldest son is like you : she hath been in good case, and, the truth is, poverty hath
f the mare. ]-the Incubus, or night-mare.
distracted her. But for these foolish officers, I beseech you, I may have redress against them.
Ch. Juft. Sir John, fir John, I am well acquainted with your manner of wrenching the true cause the false way. It is not a confident brow, nor the throng of words that come with such more than impudent fawciness from you, can thrust me from a level consideration; I know, you have practis'd upon the easy-yielding spirit of this woman, and made her serve your uses both in purse and person.
Hoft. Yes, in troth, my lord.
Ch. Juft. Pr’ythee, peace :-Pay her the debt you owe her, and unpay the villainy you have done her; the one you may do with sterling money, and the other with cur. rent repentance.
Fal. My lord, I will not undergo 'this sneap without reply. You call honourable boldness, impudent fawciness : if a man will make curt’sy, and say nothing, he iš virtuous : No, my lord, my humble duty remember'd, I will not be your suitor ; I say to you, I do desire deliverance from these officers, being upon hasty employment in the king's affairs,
Cb. Juft. You speak as having power to do wrong: but answer " in the effect of your reputation, and satisfy the poor woman. Fal. Come hither, hostess.
[Taking her afide. Enter a Messenger. Cb. Juft. Now, master Gower; What news ?
Gower. The king, my lord, and Henry prince of Wales Are near at hand : the rest the
tells. Fal. As I am a gentleman,Hoft. Nay, you said fo before. this Sneap)-reprimand, rebuke, is ibe off]- it becomes,
Fal. As I am a gentleman ; Come, no more words of it.
Hoft. By this heavenly ground I tread on, I must be fain to pawn both my plate, and the tapestry of my dining-chambers.
Fal. Glaffes, glasses, is the only drinking: and for thy walls,-a pretty slight drollery, or the story of the prodigal, or the German "hunting in water-work, is worth a thousand of these bed-hangings, and these fly-bitten tapestries. Let it be ten pound, if thou canst. Come, if it were not for thy humours, there is not a better wench in England. Go, wash thy face, and ° draw thy action : Come, thou must not be in this humour with me; do'st not know me? Come, come, I know thou wast set on to this.
Hoft. Pray thee, fir John, let it be but twenty nobles; I am loth to pawn my plate, in good earnest, la.
Fal. Let it alone ; I'll make other shift: you'll be a fool ftill.
Hoft. Well, you shall have it, though I pawn my gown. I hope, you'll come to supper : You'll pay me all together?
Fal. Will I live?-Go, with her, with her ; hook on, hook on.
[To Bardolph. Hoft. Will you have Doll Tear-sheet meet you at supper? Fal. No more words ; let's have her.
[Exeunt Hostess, Bardolph, Officers, &c. Ch. Just. I have heard better news. Fal. What's the news, my good lord ? Ch. Juft. Where lay the king last night? Gower. At Basingstoke, my lord, * bunting]-hunting-piece in water-colours. • draw) --withdraw.
P book on, book on.]-stick close to her, and keep her in good het. mour.