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_Pis._ And art thou gone? Teaster Ile haue in pouch 70 When thou shalt want, bace Phrygian Turke,
_Nym._ I haue operations in my head, which are humors of reuenge.
_Pis._ Wilt thou reuenge?
_Nym._ By _Welkin_ and her Fairies. 75
_Pis._ By wit, or sword?
_Nym._ With both the humors I will disclose this loue to _Page_. He poses him with Iallowes, And theres the humor of it.
_Pis._ And I to Foord will likewise tell 80 How _Falstaffe_ varlot vilde, Would haue her loue, his doue would proue, And eke his bed defile.
_Nym._ Let vs about it then.
_Pis._ He second thee: sir Corporall _Nym_ troope on. 85
_Exit omnes._
NOTES: SCENE III
60: _were_] _we are._
_Enter Mistresse _Quickly_, and _Simple_._ [SC. IV.]
_Quic._ M. _Slender_ is your masters name say you?
_Sim._ I indeed that is his name.
_Quic._ How say you? I take it hee is somewhat a weakly man: And he has as it were a whay coloured beard.
_Sim._ Indeed my maisters beard is kane colored. 5
_Quic._ Kane colour, you say well.
And is this Letter from sir _You_, about misteris _An_, Is it not?
_Sim._ I indeed is it.
_Quic._ So: and your Maister would haue me as it twere to speak 10 to misteris _Anne_ concerning him: I promise you my M. hath a great affectoned mind to mistresse _Anne_ himselfe. And if he should know that I should as they say, giue my verdit for any one but himselfe, I should heare of it throughly: For I tell you friend, he puts all his priuities in me. 15
_Sim._ I by my faith you are a good staie to him.
_Quic._ Am I? I and you knew all yowd say so: Washing, brewing, baking, al goes through my hands, Or else it would be but a woe house.
_Sim._ I beshrow me, one woman to do all this, 20 Is very painfull.
_Quic._ Are you auised of that? I, I warrant you, Take all, and paie all, all goe through my hands, And he is such a honest man, and he should chance To come home and finde a man here, we should 25 Haue no who with him. He is a parlowes man.
_Sim._ Is he indeed?
_Quic._ Is he, quoth you? G.o.d keepe him abroad: Lord blesse me, who knocks there?
For G.o.ds sake step into the Counting-house, 30 While I go see whose at doore.
_He steps into the Counting-house._
What _Iohn Rugby_, _Iohn_, Are you come home sir alreadie?
_And she opens the doore._
_Doct._ _I_ begar _I_ be forget mine oyntment, Where be _Iohn Rugby?_ 35
_Enter _Iohn_._
_Rug._ Here sir, do you call?
_Doct._ _I_ you be _Iohn Rugbie_, and you be _Iack Rugby_ Goe run vp met your heeles, and bring away De oyntment in the vindoe present: Make haste _Iohn Rugbie_. O _I_ am almost forget 40 My simples in a boxe in de Counting-house: O {I}eshu vat be here, a deuella, a deuella?
My Rapier _Iohn Rugby_, Vat be you, vat make You in my Counting-house?
_I_ tinck you be a teefe. 45
_Quic._ {I}eshu blesse me, we are all vndone.
_Sim._ O Lord sir no: _I_ am no theefe, _I_ am a Seruingman: My name is _Iohn Simple_, _I_ brought a Letter sir From my M. _Slender_, about misteris _Anne Page_ 50 Sir: {I}ndeed that is my comming.
_Doct._ _I_ begar is dat all? _Iohn Rugby_ giue a ma pen An {I}nck: tarche vn pett.i.t tarche a little.
_The Doctor writes._
_Sim._ O G.o.d what a furious man is this?
_Quic._ Nay it is well he is no worse: 55 _I_ am glad he is so quiet.
_Doc._ Here giue that same to sir _Hu_, it ber ve chalenge Begar tell him _I_ will cut his nase, will you?
_Sim._ _I_ sir, {I}le tell him so.
_Doc._ Dat be vell, my rapier _Iohn Rugby_, follow may. 60
_Exit Doctor._
_Quic._ Well my friend, _I_ cannot tarry, tell your Maister {I}le doo what I can for him, And so farewell.
_Sim._ Marry will I, I am glad I am got hence.
_Exit omnes._