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body, I thank thee: Let them say, 'tis grossly done; | Love like a shadow flies, when substance love pur. so it be fairly done, no matter.
Pursuing that that flies, and
flying what pursues. Enter BARDOLPI.
Fal. Have you received no promise of satisfacBar. Sir John, there's one master Brook below tion at her hands?
Ford. Never. would fain speak with you, and be acquainted with you; and hath sent your worship a morning's
Fal. Have you importun'd her to such a purpose? draught of sack.
Ford. Never. Fal. Brook, is his name?
Fal. Of what quality was your love then? Bar. Ay, sir.
Ford. Like a fair house, built upon another Fal. Call him in. [Exit Bardolph.] Such man's ground; so that I have lost my edifice, by Brooks are welcome to me, that o'erflow such mistaking the place where I erected it. liquor. Ah! ha! mistress Ford and mistress Page,
Fal. To what purpose have you unfolded this to have I encompassed you ? go to; via! '
Ford. When I have told you that, I have told Re-enter BARDOLPH with Ford disguised. you all. Some say, that, though she appear honest Ford. Bless you, sir.
to me, yet, in other places, she enlargeth her mirth
so far, that there is shrewd construction made of Fal. And you, sir: Would you speak with me? her. Now, sir John, here is the heart of my pur
Ford. I make bold, to press with so little prepa- pose: You are a gentleman of excellent breeding, ration upon you. Fal. You're welcome; What's your will? Give
admirable discourse, of great admittance,' authentic
in your place and person, generally allowed for your us leave, drawer.
many warlike, courtlike, and learned preparations. Ford. Sir, I am a gentleman that have spent
Fal. O sir! much; my name is Brook. Fal. Good master Brook, I desire more acquaint- money; spend it, spend it'; spend more; spend all
Ford. Believe it, for you know it.--There is ance of you.
I have; only give me so much of your time in exFord. Good sir John, I sue for yours: not to change of it, as to lay an amiable siege to the charge you; for I must let you understand, I think honesty of this Ford's wife ; use your art of wooing, myself in better plight for a lender than you are:
win her to consent to you; if any man may, you the which hath something embolden'd me to this
may as soon as any. unseason'd intrusion: for they say, if money go
Fal. Would it apply well to the vehemency of before, all ways do lie open.
your affection, that I should win what you would Fal. Money is a good soldier, sir, and will on. Ford. Troth, and I have a bag of money here enjoy ? Methinks you prescribe to yourself very
preposterously. troubles me: if you will help me to bear it, sir
Ford. O, understand my drift! she dwells so John, take all, or half, for easing me of the carriage. securely on the excellency of her honor, that the
Fal. Sir, I know not how I may deserve to be folly of my soul dares not present itself; she is too your porter. Ford. I will tell you, sir, if you will give me the bright to be looked against
. Now, could I come
to her with any detection in my hand, my desires hearing
had instance and argument to commend themselves; Fal. Speak, good master Brook; I shall be glad I could drive her then from the ward of her purity, to be your servant. Ford. Sir, I hear you are a scholar,—I will be other her defences, which now are too strongly
her reputation, her marriage-vow, and a thousand brief with you ;—and you have been a man long embattled against me: What say you to't, sir John? known to me, though I had never so good means,
Fal. Master Brook, I will first make bold with as desire, to make myself acquainted with you. I shall discover a thing to you, wherein I must very
your money; next, give me your hand; and last,
as I am a gentleman, you shall, if you will, enjoy much lay open mine own imperfection: but, good Ford's wife. sir John, as you have one eye upon my follies, as
Ford. O good sir! you hear them unfolded, turn another into the
Fal. Master Brook, I say you shall. register of your own; that I may pass with a re
Ford. Want no money, sir John, you shall want proof the easier, sith' you yourself know, how easy it is to be such an oflender.
Fal. Want no mistress Ford, master Brook, you Fal. Very well, sir; proceed.
shall want none.
I shall be with her (I may tell Ford. There is a gentlewoman in this town, her you) by her own appointment; even as you came husband's name is Ford.
in to me, her assistant, or go-between, parted from Fal. Well, sir. Ford. I have long loved her, and, I protest to eleven; for at that time the jealous, rascally knave,
me: I say, I shall be with her between ten and you, bestowed much on her; followed her with a her husband, will be forth. Come you to me at doting observance; engrossed opportunities to meet night; you shall know how I speed. her; fee'd every slight occasion, that could but
Ford. I am blest in your acquaintance. Do you niggardly give me sight of her; not only bought know Ford, sir? many presents to give her, but have given largely to many, to know what she would have given; him not:-yet I wrong him to call him poor; they
Fal. Hang him, poor cuckoldly knave! I know briefly, I have pursued her, as love hath pursued me; which hath been on the wing of all occasions. say, the jealous wittolly knave hath masses of mon.
oy; for the which his wife seems to be well-favored. But whatsoever I have merited, either in my mind, I will use her as the key of the cuckoldly rogue's or in my means, meed, I am sure, I have received coffer; and there's my harvest-home. none; unless experience be a jewel: that I have
Ford. I would you knew Ford, sir; that you purchas'd at an infinite rate: and that hath taught might avoid him, if you saw him. me to say this:
Fal. Hang him, mechanical salt-butter rogue! I • A cant phrase of exultation.
9 In the greatest companies. 3 Approved.
will stare him out of his wits; I will awe him with my Æsculapius? my Galen? my heart of elder ? my cudgel: it shall hang like a meteor o'er the cuck- ha! is he dead, bully Stale? is he dead? old's horns: master Brook, thou shalt know, I will Caius. By gar, he is de coward Jack priest of predominate o'er the peasant, and thou shalt lie the vorld; he is not show his face. with his wife.-Come to me soon at night :-Ford's Host. Thou art a Castilian king, Urinal! Heca knave, and I will aggravate his stile;' thou, mas tor of Greece, my boy! ter Brook, shalt know him for a knave and cuckold: Caius. I pray you, bear vitness that me have stay —come to me soon at night.
[Exit. six or seven, two, tree hours for him, and he is no Ford. What a damned Epicurean rascal is this! come. - My heart is ready to crack with impatience. Shal. He is the wiser man, master doctor: he is Who says this is improvident jealousy? My wife a curer of souls, and you a curer of bodies; if you hath sent to him, the hour is fixed, the match is should fight, you go against the hair of your promade. Would any man have thought this !—See fessions: is it not true, master Page ? the hell of having a false woman! my bed shall be Page. Master Shallow, you have yourself been abused, my coffers ransacked, my reputation gnawn a great fighter, though now a man of peace. at; and I shall not only receive this villanous Shal. Bodykins, master Page, though I now be wrong, but stand under the adoption of abominable old, and of the peace, if I see a sword out, my terms, and by him that does me this wrong. Terms! finger itches to make one: though we are justices, names-Amaimon sounds well; Lucifer, well; and doctors, and churchmen, master Page, we have Barbason, well; yet they are devil's additions, the some salt of our youth in us; we are the sons of names of fiends: but cuckold! wittol' cuckold! the women, master Page. devil himself hath not such a name. Page is an Page. 'Tis true, master Shallow. ass, a secure ass; he will trust his wife, he will not Shal. It will be found so, master Page. Master be jealous : I will rather trust a Fleming with my doctor Caius, I am come to fetch you home. Iam butter, parson Hugh the Welshman with my cheese, sworn of the peace; you have showed yourself a an Irishman with my aqua-vitæ bottle, or a thief to wise physician, and sir Hugh hath shown himself a walk my ambling gelding, than my wife with her- wise and patient churchman: you must go with self: then she plots, then she ruminates, then she me, master doctor. devises: and what they think in their hearts they Host. Pardon, guest justice :-A word, monsieur may effect, they will break their hearts but they Muck-water ? will effect. Heaven be praised for my jealousy! Caius. Muck-vater! vat is dat? -Eleven o'clock the hour;- I will prevent this, Host. Muck-water, in our English tongue, is detect my wife, be revenged on Falstaff, and laugh valor, bully. at Page. I will about it; better three hours too Caius. By gar, then I have as much muck-vater soon, than a minute too late. Fie, fie, fie! cuckold ! as de Englishman:Scurvy Jack-dog priest! by cuckold! cuckold!
[Exit. gar, me vill cut his ears.
Host. He will clapper-claw thee tightly, bully. SCENE III.- Windsor Park.
Caius. Clapper-de-claw! vat is dat?
Host. That is, he will make thee amends.
Caius. By gar, me do look, he shall clapper-deCaius. Jack Rugby!
claw me; for by gar, me vill have it.
Host. And I will provoke him to't, or let him wag.
Caius. Me tank you for dat. Caius. Vat is de clock, Jack? Rug. "Tis past the hour, sir, that sir Hugh pro- guest, and master Page, and eke cavalero Slender,
Host. And moreover, bully,—But first, master mised to meet. Caius. By gar, he has save his soul, dat he is go you through the town to Frogmore.
[Aside to them. no come; he has pray his Pible vell, dat he is no
Page. Sir Hugh is there, is he? come: by gar, Jack Rugby, he is dead already, if
Host. He is there : see what humor he is in; he be come. Rug. He is wise, sir; he knew your worship it do well ?
and I will bring the doctor about by the fields : will would kill him, if he came.
Shal. We will do it. Caius. By gar, de herring is no dead, so as I vill kill him. Take your rapier, Jack; I vill tell you tor.
Page, Shal., and Slen. Adieu, good master dochow I vill kill him.
[Exeunt Page, SHallow, and SLENDER.
Caius. By gar, me vill kill de priest; for he Rug. Alas, sir, I cannot fence. Caius. Villany, take your rapier.
speak for a jack-an-ape to Anne Page.
Host. Let him die: but, first, sheath thy impaRug. Forbear, here's company.
tience; throw cold water on thy choler: go about Enter Host, SHALLOW, SLENDER, and PAGE. the fields with me through Frogmore: I will bring
thee where Mrs. Anne Page is, at a farm-house, a Host. 'Bless thee, bully doctor!
feasting; and thou shalt woo her: Cry'd game, Shal. 'Save you, master doctor Caius.
said I well? Page. Now, good master doctor
Caius. By gar, me tank you for dat; by gar, I Slen. Give you good morrow, sir.
love you; and I shall procure-a you de good guest, Caius. Vat be all you, one, two, tree, four, come de earl, de knight, de lords, de gentlemen, my for!
patients. Host. To see thee fight, to see thee foin, to see
Host. For the which, I will be thy adversary tothee traverse, to see thee here, to sce thee there; to wards Anne Page ; said I well? see thee pass thy punto, thy stock, thy reverse, thy Caius. By gar, 'tis good; vell said. distance, thy montánt. Is he dead, my Ethiopian?
Host. Let us wag then. is he dead, my Francisco ? ha, bully! What says Caius. Come at my heels, Jack Rugby. [Exeunt.
• Add to his titles.
• Drain of a dunghill.
> Contented cuckold.
SCENE 1.-A Field near Frogmore. Eva. Got's will, and his passion of my heart!
I had as lief you would tell me of a mess of por. Enter Sir Hugh Evans and SIMPLE.
ridge. Eva. I pray you now, good master Slender's Page. Why? serving man, and friend Simple by your name, Eva. He has no more knowledge in Hibocrates which way have you looked for Master Caius, that and Galen,—and he is a knave besides; a cowardly calls himself Doctor of Physic?
knave, as you would desires to be acquainted withal. Sim. Marry, sir, the city-ward, the park-ward, Page. I warrant you he's the man should fight every way; old Windsor way, and every way but with him. the town way.
Slen. O, sweet Anne Page! Eva. I most fehemently desire you, you will Shal. It appears so, by his weapons:- Keep also look that way.
them asunder;-here comes doctor Caius. Sim. I will, sir. Eva. 'Pless my soul! how full of cholers I am,
Enter Host, Caius, and Rugby. and trembling of mind!-I shall be glad, he
Page. Nay, good master parson, keep in your have deceived me:-how melancholies I am!-I
weapon. will knog his urinals about his knave's costard,
Shal. So do you, good master doctor. when I have good opportunities for the 'ork:—'pless Host. Disarm them, and let them question : let my soul!
[Sings them keep their limbs whole, and hack our English. To shallow rivers, to whose falls
Caius. I pray you, let-a me speak a word vit
Caius. By gar, you are de coward, de Jack dog,
Eva. Pray you, let us not be laughing-stogs to
other men's humors; I desire you in friendship, Melodious birds sing madrigals; When as I sat in Pabylon,
and I will one way or other make you amends: And a thousand vagram posies.
and I will knog your urinals about your knave's
cogscomb, for missing your meetings and appointTo shallowSim. Yonder he is coming, this way, sir Hugh. Caius. Diable!--Jack Rugby,—mine Host de Eva. He's welcome :
Jarterre, have I not stay for him, to kill him ? have To shallow rivers, to whose falls- I not, at de place I did appoint?
Eva. As I am a christians soul, now, look you, Heaven prosper the right!—What weapons is he? Sim. No weapons, sir: There comes my master, mine host of the Garter.
this is the place appointed; I'll be judgment by master Shallow, and another gentleman from Frog.
Host. Peace, I say, Guallia and Gaul, French more, over the stile, this way.
and Welsh; soul-curer and body-curer. Eva. Pray you, give me my gown; or else keep
Caius. Ay, dat is very good! excellent! it in your arms.
Host. Peace, I say; hear mine host of the Garter. Enter Page, Shallow, and SLENDER. Am I politic? am I subtle ? am I a Machiavel?
Shall I lose my doctor ? no; he gives me the po Shal. How now, master parson? Good morrow, good sir Hugh. Keep a gamester from the dice and tions, and the motions. Shall I lose my parson? a good student from his book, and it is wonderful. verbs and the noverbs.—Give me thy hand, terres
my priest ? my sir Hugh? no; he gives me the proSlen. Ah, sweet Anne Page!
trial; so:-Give me thy hand, celestial; so.Page. 'Save you, good sir Hugh! Eva. 'Pless you from his merey sake, all of you! directed you to wrong places: your hearts are
Boys of art, I have deceived you both; I have Shal. What! the sword and the word! do you mighty, your skins are whole, and let burnt sack study them both, master parson?
be the issue.-Come, lay their swords to pawn: Page. And youthful still, in your doublet and Follow me, lad of peace; follow, follow, follow. hose, this raw rheumatic day?
Shal. Trust me, a mad host :-Follow, gentleEva. There is reasons and causes for it.
follow. Page. We are come to you, to do a good office,
Slen. O, sweet Anne Page! master parson.
[Exeunt SHAL., Slex., Page, and Host. Eva. Fery well: What is it?
Caius. Ha! do I perceive dat? have you make-a Page. Yonder is a most reverend gentleman, de sot of us? ha, ha! who belike, having received wrong by some person,
Eva. This is well; he has made us his vlouting. is at most odds with his own gravity and patience, stog. I desire you, that we may be friends; and that ever you saw. Shal. I have lived fourscore years and upwards; this same scall, scurvy, cogging companion, the
let us knog our prains together, to be revenge on I never heard a man of his place, gravity, and host of the Garter. learning, so wide of his own respect ?
Caius. By gar, vit all my heart: he promise to Eva. What is he?
bring me vere is Anne Page: by gar, he deceive Page. I think you know him; master doctor Caius, the renowned French physician.
Eva. Well, I will smite his noddles :--Pray you, 9 Head. follow.
SCENE II.-The Street in Windsor.
Host. What say you to young master Fenton ?
he capers, he dances, he has eyes of youth, he Enter Mistress Page and ROBIN.
writes verses, he speaks holyday;" he smells April Mrs. Page. Nay, keep your way, little gallant; and May; he will carry't, he will carry't; 'tis in his you were wont to be a follower, but now you are buttons; he will carry' a leader: Whether had you rather, lead mine eyes,
Page. Not by my consent, I promise you. The or eye your master's heels?
gentleman is of no having: he kept company with Rob. I had rather, forsooth, go before you like the wild Prince and Poins; he is of too high a a man, than follow him like a dwarf.
region, he knows too much. No, he shall not Mrs. Page. O you are a flattering boy; now, I knit a knot in his fortunes with the finger of my see, you'll be a courtier.
substance: if he take her, let him take her simply;
the wealth I have, waits on my consent, and my Enter Ford.
consent goes not that way. Ford. Well met, mistress Page: Whither go Ford. I beseech you, heartily, some of you go you?
home with me to dinner: besides your cheer, you Mrs. Page. Truly, sir, to see your wife: Is she shall have sport; I will show you a monster. at home?
Master doctor, you shall go ;-80 shall you, masFord. Ay; and as idle as she may hang togeth- ter Page;—and you, sir Hugh. er, for want of company: I think if your husbands Shal. Well, fare you well:-we shall have the were dead, you two would marry.
freer wooing at master Page's. Mrs. Page. Be sure of that,—two other husbands.
[Exeunt Suallow and SLENDER. Ford. Where had you this pretty weather-cock? Caius. Go home, John Rugby; I come anon. Mrs. Page. I cannot tell what the dickens his
[Erit Rugbr. name is my husband had him of: What do you Host. Farewell, my hearts: I will to my honest call your knight's name, sirrah?
knight Falstaff, and drink canary with him. Rob. Sir John Falstaff.
[Exit Host. Ford. Sir John Falstaff!
Ford. [Aside.) I think, I shall drink in pipe-wine Mrs. Page. He, he; I can never hit on's name. first with him; I'll make him dance. Will you There is such a league between my good man and go, gentles ? he!—Is your wife at home, indeed?
All. Have with you, to see this monster. [Exeunt. Ford. Indeed, she is. Mrs. Page. By your leave, sir;-I am sick, till
SCENE III.- A Room in Ford's House. I see her. [Exeunt Mrs. PagE and Robin.
Enter Mrs. Ford and Mrs. PAGE. Ford. Has Page any brains ? hath he any eyes? hath he any thinking? Sure they sleep; he hath no
Mrs. Ford. What, John! what, Robert! use of them. Why, this boy will carry a letter
Mrs. Page. Quickly, quickly: Is the buck-bas
kettwenty miles, as easy as a cannon will shoot pointblank twelve score.
Mrs. Ford. I warrant:—What, Robin, I say. He pieces-out his wife's inclination; he gives her folly motion, and advantage:
Enter Servants with a basket. and now she's going to my wife, and Falstaff's boy Mrs. Page. Come, come, come. with her. A man may hear this shower sing in Mrs. Ford. Here, set it down. the wind !-and Falstaff's boy with her!–Good Mrs. Page. Give your men the charge; we must plots !--they are laid; and our revolted wives share be brief. damnation together. Well; I will take him, then Mrs. Ford. Marry, as I told you before, John torture my wife, pluck the borrowed veil of mo- and Robert, be ready here hard by in the brewdesty from the so seeming mistress Page, divulge house; and when I suddenly call you, come forth, Page himself for a secure and wilful Actæon; and and (without any pause, or staggering) take this to these violent proceedings all my neighbors shall basket on your shoulders: that done, trudge with cry aim.' [Cluck strikes.] The clock gives me my it in all haste, and carry it among the whitsters in cue, and my assurance bids me search; there I shall Datchet-mead, and there empty it in the muddy find Falstaff: I shall be rather praised for this than ditch, close by the Thames' side. mocked; for it is as positive as the earth is firm, Mrs. Page. You will do it? that Falstaff is there: I will go.
Mrs. Ford. I have told them over and over; they Enter Page, Shallow, SLENDER, Host, Sir Hugu lack no direction: Begone, and come when you Evans, Caits, and Rugby.
Mrs. Page. Here comes little Robin. Shal., Page, &c. Well met, master Ford.
Enter Robin. Ford. Trust me, a good knot: I have good cheer at home; and I pray you, all go with me.
Mrs. Ford. How now, my eyas-musket ?' what Shal. I must excuse myself
, master Ford.
news with you? Slen. And so must I, sir; we have appointed to
Rob. My inaster, sir John, is come in at your backdine with mistress Anne, and I would not break door, mistress Ford; and requests your company. with her for more money than I'll speak of.
Mrs. Page. You little Jack-a-lent,“ have you Shal. We have lingered about a match between been true to us? Anne Page and my cousin Slender, and this day of your being here; and hath threatened to put me
Rob. Ay, I'll be sworn: My master knows not we shall have our answer.
Slen. I hope I have your good-will, father Page. into everlasting liberty, if I tell you of it; for, he
Page. You have, master Slender; 1 stand whol- swears, he'll turn me away. ly for you:—but my wife, master doctor, is for you thine shall be a tailor to thee, and shall make thee
Mrs. Page. Thou’rt a good boy; this secrecy of altogether. Caius. Ay, by gar; and de maid is love-a me;
a new doublet and hose.—I'll go hide me. my nursh-a Quickly tell me so mush.
Out of the common style.
3 A young small hawk. 1 Shall encourage.
• A puppet thrown at in Lent, like shrove-cocks.
Mrs. Ford. Do so:-Go tell thy master, I am Mrs. Ford. What cause of suspicion ? alone. Mistress Page, remember you your cue. Mrs. Page. What cause of suspicion ?-Out
[Exit Robin. upon you! how am I mistook in you! Mrs. Page. I warrant thee; if I do not act it, Mrs. Ford. Why, alas! what's the matter?
[Exit Mrs. PAGE. Mrs. Page. Your husband's coming hither, woMrs. Ford. Go to then; we'll use this unwhole- man, with all the officers in Windsor, to search for some humidity, this gross watery pumpion; we'll a gentleman, that, he says, is here, now in the teach him to know turtles from jays.
house, by your consent, to take an ill vantage of
his absence: you are undone. Enter FALSTAFF.
Mrs. Ford. Speak louder. [Aside.]—'Tis not Fal. Have I caught thee, my heavenly jewel! so, I hope. Why, now let me die, for I have lived long enough: Mrs. Page. Pray heaven it be not so, this is the period of my ambition: O this blessed have such a man here; but 'tis most certain your hour!
husband's coming with half Windsor at his heels, Mrs. Ford. O sweet sir John!
to search for such a one. I come before to tell Fal. Mistress Ford, I cannot cog, I cannot prate, you: If you know yourself clear, why I am glad of mistress Ford. Now shall I sin in my wish: 1 it: but if you have a friend here, convey, convey would thy husband were dead; I'll speak it before him out. Be not amazed: call all your senses to the best lord, I would make thee my lady. you: defend your reputation, or bid farewell to
Mrs. Ford. I your lady, sir John! alas, I should your good life for ever. be a pitiful lady.
Mrs. Ford. What shall I do?—There is a genFal. Let the court of France show me such an- tleman, my dear friend: and I fear not mine own other: I see how thine eye would emulate the dia- shame, so much as his peril: I had rather than a mond: Thou hast the right arched bent of the brow, thousand pound, he were out of the house. that becomes the ship-tire, the tire-valiant, or any
Mrs. Page. For shame, never stand you had tire of Venetian admittance.
rather, and you had rather; your husband's here Mrs. Ford. A plain kerchief, sir John: my brows at hand, bethink you of some conveyance: in the become nothing else; nor that well neither. house you cannot hide him.-0, how have you
Fal. Thou art a traitor to say so: thou wouldst deceived me!-Look, here is a basket: if he be of make an absolute courtier: and the firm fixture of any reasonable stature, he may creep in here; and thy foot would give an excellent motion to thy gait, throw foul linen upon him, as if it were going to in a semi-circled farthingale. I see what thou wert
, bucking: Or, it is whiting-time," send him by your if fortune thy foe were not; nature is thy friend: two men to Datchet-mead. Come, thou canst not hide it.
Mrs. Ford. He's too big to go in there: What Mrs. Ford. Believe me, there's no such thing in shall I do?
Re-enter FALSTAFF. Fal. What made me love thee? let that persuade thee, there's something extraordinary in thee.
Fal. Let me see't! let me see't! O let me see't! Come, I cannot cog, and say, thou art this and I'll in, I'll in ;-follow your friend's counsel;that, like a many of these lisping haw-thorn buds, I'll in. that come like women in men's apparel, and smell Mrs. Page. What! sir John Falstaff! Are these like Bucklers-bury' in simple-time; I cannot: but your letters, knight? I love thee; none but thee; and thou deservest it.
Fal. I love thee, and none but thee; help me Mrs. Ford. Do not betray me, sir; I fear, you away: let me creep in here; I'll never love mistress Page.
[He goes into the basket; they cover him Fal. Thou mightst as well say, I love to walk
with foul linen. by the Counter-gate; which is as hateful to me as
Mrs. Page. Help to cover your master, boy: the reek of a lime-kiln.
Call your men, mistress Ford:-You dissembling Mrs. Ford. Well heaven knows, how I love you;
knight. and you shall one day find it.
Mrs. Ford. What, John, Robert, John! [Exit Fal. Keep in that mind; I'll deserve it. Robin; Re-enter Servants.] Go, take up these
Mrs. Ford. Nay, I must tell you, so you do; or clothes here, quickly; Where's the cowl-staff?' else I could not be in that mind.
look, how you drumble;' carry them to the launRob. [within.] Mistress Ford, mistress Ford! dress in Datchet-mead; quickly, come. here's mistress Page at the door, sweating, and Enter Forn, Page, Caius, and Sir Hugh Evans. blowing, and looking wildly, and would needs speak with you presently.
Ford. Pray you, come near: if I suspect without Fal. She shall not see me;
I will ensconce® me cause, why then make sport at me, then let me be behind the arras.
your jest; I deserve it.-How now? whither bear Mrs. Ford. Pray you, do so; she's a very tattling you this? [Falstaff hides himself.
Serv. To the laundress, forsooth.
Mrs. Ford. Why, what have you to do whither Enter Mrs. PAGE and Robix.
they bear it? You were best meddle with buckWhat's the matter? how now?
washing. Mrs. Page. O mistress Ford, what have you Ford. Buck? I would I could wash myself of done? You're shamed, you are overthrown, you the buck! Buck, buck, buck? Ay, buck; I warrant are undone for ever.
you, buck; and of the season too, it shall appear. Mrs. Ford. What's the matter, good mistress [Exeunt Servants with the basket.] Gentlemen, Page ?
I have dreamed to-night: I'll tell you my dream. Mrs. Page. O well-a-day, mistress Ford! having Here, here, here be my keys: ascend my chambers, an honest man to your husband, to give him such search, seek, find out: I'll warrant we'll unkennel cause of suspicion !
* Bleaching time. • Formerly chiefly inhabited by druggists.
. A staff for carrying a large tub or basket. • Drone.