| MISTRESS PAGE
|
Nay, keep your way, little gallant; you were wont to
be a follower, but now you are a leader. Whether
had you rather lead mine eyes, or eye your master's heels? |
| ROBIN |
I had rather, forsooth, go before you like a man
than follow him like a dwarf. |
| MISTRESS PAGE
|
O, you are a flattering boy: now I see you'll be a courtier.
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[Enter FORD] |
| FORD |
Well met, Mistress Page. Whither go you?
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| MISTRESS PAGE
|
Truly, sir, to see your wife. Is she at home?
|
| FORD |
Ay; and as idle as she may hang together, for want
of company. I think, if your husbands were dead,
you two would marry. |
| MISTRESS PAGE
|
Be sure of that,--two other husbands.
|
| FORD |
Where had you this pretty weather-cock?
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| MISTRESS PAGE
|
I cannot tell what the dickens his name is my
husband had him of. What do you call your knight's
name, sirrah? |
| ROBIN |
Sir John Falstaff. |
| FORD |
Sir John Falstaff! |
| MISTRESS PAGE
|
He, he; I can never hit on's name. There is such a
league between my good man and he! Is your wife at
home indeed? |
| FORD |
Indeed she is. |
| MISTRESS PAGE
|
By your leave, sir: I am sick till I see her.
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[Exeunt MISTRESS PAGE and ROBIN]
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| FORD |
Has Page any brains? hath he any eyes? hath he any
thinking? Sure, they sleep; he hath no use of them.
Why, this boy will carry a letter twenty mile, as
easy as a cannon will shoot point-blank twelve
score. He pieces out his wife's inclination; he
gives her folly motion and advantage: and now she's
going to my wife, and Falstaff's boy with her. A
man may hear this shower sing in the wind. And
Falstaff's boy with her! Good plots, they are laid;
and our revolted wives share damnation together.
Well; I will take him, then torture my wife, pluck
the borrowed veil of modesty from the so seeming
Mistress Page, divulge Page himself for a secure and
wilful Actaeon; and to these violent proceedings all
my neighbours shall cry aim. |
| |
[Clock heard] |
| |
The clock gives me my cue, and my assurance bids me
search: there I shall find Falstaff: I shall be
rather praised for this than mocked; for it is as
positive as the earth is firm that Falstaff is
there: I will go. |
| |
[Enter PAGE, SHALLOW, SLENDER, Host,
SIR HUGH EVANS, DOCTOR CAIUS, and RUGBY] |
SHALLOW
PAGE
&C |
|
|
| Well met, Master Ford.
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| |
| FORD |
Trust me, a good knot: I have good cheer at home;
and I pray you all go with me. |
| SHALLOW
|
I must excuse myself, Master Ford.
|
| SLENDER
|
And so must I, sir: we have appointed to dine with
Mistress Anne, and I would not break with her for
more money than I'll speak of. |
| SHALLOW
|
We have lingered about a match between Anne Page and
my cousin Slender, and this day we shall have our answer. |
| SLENDER
|
I hope I have your good will, father Page.
|
| PAGE |
You have, Master Slender; I stand wholly for you:
but my wife, master doctor, is for you altogether. |
| DOCTOR CAIUS
|
Ay, be-gar; and de maid is love-a me: my nursh-a
Quickly tell me so mush. |
| Host |
What say you to young Master Fenton? he capers, he
dances, he has eyes of youth, he writes verses, he
speaks holiday, he smells April and May: he will
carry't, he will carry't; 'tis in his buttons; he
will carry't. |
| PAGE |
Not by my consent, I promise you. The gentleman is
of no having: he kept company with the wild prince
and Poins; he is of too high a region; he knows too
much. No, he shall not knit a knot in his fortunes
with the finger of my substance: if he take her,
let him take her simply; the wealth I have waits on
my consent, and my consent goes not that way. |
| FORD |
I beseech you heartily, some of you go home with me
to dinner: besides your cheer, you shall have
sport; I will show you a monster. Master doctor,
you shall go; so shall you, Master Page; and you, Sir Hugh. |
| SHALLOW
|
Well, fare you well: we shall have the freer wooing
at Master Page's. |
| |
[Exeunt SHALLOW, and SLENDER]
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| DOCTOR CAIUS
|
Go home, John Rugby; I come anon.
|
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[Exit RUGBY] |
| Host |
Farewell, my hearts: I will to my honest knight
Falstaff, and drink canary with him. |
| |
[Exit] |
| FORD |
[Aside] I think I shall drink in pipe wine first
with him; I'll make him dance. Will you go, gentles? |
| All |
Have with you to see this monster.
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[Exeunt] |