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- 34 The Second Part of
Prince. And the boy that I gave Falstaff: a'
had him from me Christian; and look, if the fat
villain have not transformed him ape.
Bard. God save your Grace ! 80
Prince. And yours, most noble Bardolph.
Poins. [To the Page.] Come, you virtuous ass,
you bashful fool, must you be blushing? where
fore blush you now ? What a maidenly man-at- 84
arms are you become ! Is 't such a matter to
get a pottle-pot's maidenhead?
Page. A' calls me even now, my lord, through
a red lattice, and I could discern no part of his 88
face from the window: at last, I spied his eyes,
and methought he had made two holes in the
ale-wife's new petticoat, and peeped through.
Prince. Hath not the boy profited? 92
Bard. Away, you whoreson upright rabbit,
away!
Page. Away, you rascally Althea's dream,
away ! 96
Prince. Instruct us, boy; what dream, boy?
Page. Marry, my lord, Althea dreamed she
was delivered of a firebrand ; and therefore I call
him her dream. 100
Prince. A crown's worth of good interpreta
tion. There 'tis, boy. [Gives him money.]
Poins. O! that this good blossom could be
kept from cankers. Well, there is sixpence to 104
preserve thee.
Bard. An you do not
make him be hanged
among you, the gallows shall have wrong.
Prince. And how doth thy master, Bardolph?
108
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